On the screen, the old curator walked out of the warehouse, his fists clenched, eyes wide, and his whole body seemed somewhat stiff, mumbling something under his breath.
No one knew what exactly the old curator had discovered among those goods, but his emotions of regret, shame, and anger were evident. It was probably only at this moment that he truly decided to expose [Flaming Surge].
For an old man who had lived a dissolute life, making such a do-or-die decision was not easy.
Then, minutes later, the old man died at the hands of "Chen Gu."
Chen Gu had watched over and over the footage of the old man from the moment he left the warehouse until his death, and no cube-like object ever appeared.
"... A mystical item like a prop? Can it be transferred to me without my knowledge?"
"Is this what Nie He is looking for?"
"For this, would he go so far as to kill several senior members of [Flaming Surge]?"
