What could she say? That she saw a white snake carrying this tacky sack on its back in her dream, which she then found beside her when she opened her eyes?
Wasn't that just a fantastical story? Who would believe such an explanation? Even she herself didn't believe it!
"Shaoyao, these things wouldn't be from the king's private warehouse, right." Qiao Mu suppressed her voice as she asked.
Shaoyao twitched her mouth. "Master, Shaoyao hasn't been to the king's private warehouse before either. Regardless, each piece of jewelry here is rare and precious. They must be quite valuable."
"Then what should we do now?" Qiao Mu turned to look at her.
"Of course we should… put it away!" Shaoyao glanced around like a thief before quickly stuffing the sack into Qiao Mu's arms. "It'll be fine, Little Master. If you put it inside your inner world, neither gods nor ghosts will know. Even if the king's private warehouse was indeed looted, no one will be able to search your inner world."
