At the entrance to the secret chamber, two martial artists, armed with swords, entered. They had been waiting for their prey for quite a while.
This secret chamber had been discovered by others, but it was impenetrable. The two men believed that the contents of the chamber must be even more valuable due to its fortifications.
Therefore, with that thought in mind, and the fighting outside growing increasingly fierce, they had chosen to stay here, ready to play the role of the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole following close behind.
"Put the stuff down, you snotty little brat who hasn't even grown a full set of hair, what right do you have to touch anything here?"
"That's right, everything here is ours!"
Upon entering the chamber and seeing the box filled with glittering gold, silver, and jewels, their eyes lit up with nothing but greed.
Even, between them, glances began to carry a hint of wariness.
"Get lost!"