“Anything else you want?” Li Qiye asked after handing Yang Ling the manual scrolls.

“No.” She looked back at the colorful treasury and shook her head, having a firm grasp on greed. She was satisfied with what she got.

“Then we’re leaving.” He said.

“You don’t want anything, Young Master?” She found it surprising because out of all the treasures here, Li Qiye only took a few scrolls. Plus, he didn’t seem to care much about them either.

“No need, there’s nothing good here.” The treasury actually had a few decent things but he wasn’t interested ...