And this box appeared to have been damaged before.
Obviously, Zhang Zong, who treated it as garbage previously, wanted to find something in this box.
But it seems that he didn't find it.
"It should be in here…" Lin Xiu found a knife in the hall, then began to carve the surface of the wooden box layer by layer carefully.
This box was very hard like steel.
Lin Xiu didn't have any other choice. The source strength in his body burst out and it covered the top of the knife.
Very quickly, because of the source strength, the knife became very sharp.
Ge ge ge--
As Lin Xiu forcefully scraped the wooden box layer by layer from the top, there was a screeching sound.
Lin Xiu was very cautious like he was working on a piece of art.
Lin Xiu scraped layers as thin as paper off this wooden box.
As several layers were scraped away, Lin Xiu could see a gleam of silver light at the bottom.
It's really in here!