The little white tiger walked through the main hall that was full of treasure and stopped at a dull corner of the hall.
There were many jewels and pearls with dazzling brightness, but the little white tiger used its paws to dig a hole in the pile of jewelry.
An old and sealed box under all the jewelry appeared in front of Ye Qingtang.
"There is good stuff inside. I can smell them." The little white tiger touched the box and said confidently.
Ye Qingtang's lips twitched as she stared at the little white tiger, who was so proud of itself. But she believed in the little white tiger's decision. She looked around and saw that all the other people were busy digging for treasures, and no one noticed her. She then walked forward and opened the box slowly.
As the box was opened, a pungent smell came out of it.
The little white tiger immediately jumped backward from the stink.