Xiahou Rong was confused. "What?"
He hurriedly glanced at the dull wooden box, knitted his brows, and said very surely, "Impossible! I've been taking care of this very carefully. Nobody touched it!"
Jiang Yucheng's expression turned ice-cold, and his surrounding aura turned sinister. "The seal on this item has clearly been touched before. I personally passed it to you back then. Do you think I won't know what it looked like back then?"
Xiahou Rong was stumped.
"What about the key?" Jiang Yucheng stretched out his hand.
Xiahou Rong was very indignant and threw the key over, his expression rather ugly. "Eldest Young Master, I won't go back on my words since I agreed to return the item to you. If you want to look at it, just do it!"
Back then, Jiang Yucheng personally promised to hand him the Nine Clouds Yuan Recovery Pill as a reward. But now, the former wanted it back before he could even use it.
