In the Treasure Pavilion, Feng Chuge looked around and saw the treasures inside. He curled his lips in disdain.
These things might be treasures in front of ordinary people, but to Feng Chuge, they were not worth mentioning.
Feng Chuge's gaze swept across the surroundings of the Treasure Pavilion, and he clicked his tongue.
"Second Master Rong, is this the Rong family's treasure vault?"
Second Master Rong leaned to the side and a hint of success flashed in his eyes. Then, he nodded hurriedly. "That's right. Miss, do as you see fit. Take whatever you like."
Feng Chu Ge's lips twitched.
No wonder Second Master Rong was willing to let her take whatever she wanted inside. There were not many valuable things inside. Even if she moved all these things away, she estimated that she would not even be able to get eighty thousand taels of silver.