Very soon, the old man came out of the treasure vault, carrying a black cloth bag the size of a teacup.
"These are two hundred and thirty heavenly treasures and one thousand three hundred and fifty elixirs!" the elder handed the cloth bag to Su Mo.
"Thank you so much, sir!" Su Mo said joyfully as he stretched a hand out to receive the bag.
Just then, something happened. Heng Chen snatched the bag away before the old man could even react.
"What's the meaning of this?" Su Mo said. This man's actions had gotten quite ridiculous.
If he thought the Chaotic Holy Court should not give Su Mo any treasure, he could take it up with the higher echelons. Directly snatching it away from it was just too much.
"Su Mo, you can't take these treasures," Heng Chen said coldly.
"Give me a reason!" Su Mo responded, equally as cold.