With Sarah's presence, the tension between the two women seemed to ease a bit.
They snorted softly and turned their heads away, refusing to look at each other.
Then, Cao Xing said, "Isabell, Hilda, you lead the way."
The two women turned around and led the way up front.
Isabell still wore her plain priest robe, walking gracefully with an air of tranquility.
Meanwhile, Hilda moved on her eight long legs, towering two heads above Isabell in height.
Everyone proceeded forward and soon arrived in a room cluttered with miscellaneous items.
"Here it is, Lord."
Isabell had already entered the room and arrived at the corner.
Hilda, meanwhile, stood at the door with arms crossed, looking at her with contempt.
"Tch! Such a bootlicker!"
Isabell shot her a glare.
Ignoring the clash of stares between the two women, Cao Xing turned his gaze.
There, he saw a dusty but faintly golden-shining treasure box.
"Wow! This looks like a Golden Treasure Box!"
