The interior of the treasure trove wasn't very large, and there was no echo when you walked in.
Though it was pitch black, it wasn't a problem for Bai Mo and the fox companions.
It was just that the dust was a bit much.
"Cough, cough… Everyone cover your mouths."
He walked as he looked around.
Behind him, his disciples followed, their dark red eyes flashing as they glanced around.
Quanquan Hu held onto the Bronze Mask, rubbing it with his fox paw, wiping away the dirt, and spoke comforting words in fox language.
"Ying ying ying, ow ow ow ying ying..."
... It wasn't intentional when the brothers stepped on you, it was just a joke.
"Ying ying ow ow ow..."
… The brothers have been clowning around for so long and couldn't open the door, and you just stood by watching, wasn't that also a joke on the brother!
"Ying ying ow ow!"
… All squared!
The Bronze Mask wore a peculiar expression, always feeling like something was off with the way this debt was settled?
