The Second Madam's anger surged, her face full of rage as she turned to glare at Zijuan. Zijuan, frightened, took a step back and replied, "Madam, please calm your anger. That's what Manager Rong really said."
"No key?" The Second Madam muttered to herself as she looked at the chest, "Without a key, how can it be opened? This Uncle Rong is indeed getting old, handling affairs so carelessly!"
She pondered for a moment, her gaze sweeping across the room before landing on the copper tripod on the treasure cabinet. She quickly strode over, grabbed the copper tripod in her hand, and walked back in front of the chest, intending to smash the copper lock with it.
Zijuan's shoulders shrank in fear, wanting to speak out but did not dare.
The Second Madam raised the copper tripod above her head, paused mid-air suddenly, muttered a few words to herself, shook her head, and tossed the tripod aside.
Zijuan watched her inexplicable actions, becoming increasingly suspicious.
