An Feng saw that Yun Chujiu had made up her mind, so he could not persuade her anymore. After entering, he could only act according to the situation.
The next day, everyone waited for the clock to strike three.
Zhang Biao curled his lips and said, "Humph! You're deliberately stalling! I've never heard of a specific time for treasure hunting since I was young. It's almost three o'clock. If nothing happens, I'll smack you to death."
Some people echoed the sentiment, "That's right! You're spouting nonsense! You can tell that it's already midnight just by looking at the Sun Pattern? Do you think you can predict it?"
Liu Qian glanced at them unhappily. Zhang Biao and the person who spoke shut their mouths embarrassedly. However, they were calculating in their hearts. If there were no clues when it was already midnight, then they would take the opportunity to kill this brat.
Very soon, it was already midnight.