As the ninth chest opened, an aura of gold far surpassing the previous eight chests burst forth, causing everyone's eyes to widen instantly. No, "widen" was not adequate to describe it—some people on the city wall were so enticed by the dense aura of Mysterious Gold that they couldn't help but accidentally fall off.
One thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels, Mysterious Gold!
Mysterious Gold, each tael worth one hundred thousand taels of gold and, moreover, priceless...
Everyone's breathing grew heavier as they looked at the chest; even in their eyes, there emerged a hint of greed.
Clap...
Hou Yuxiao quickly signaled with his eyes to the White Feather Guards, indicating that if they didn't close this chest soon, he truly feared some farce might arise on this day of great joy.
