"Come here, everyone, it's good to broaden your horizons."
"You must remember, treasure chests with patterns like these always contain great valuables!"
"Our specialties are fixing, gambling, and trade!"
Boswell beckoned, his large green nose trembling slightly with excitement as he moved.
Zong Shen had completely whetted his appetite.
After receiving Boswell's permission, the goblin apprentices and helpers eagerly gathered around.
"Wow! Look at these exquisite patterns!"
"It's quite different from what we've seen before."
"Trust me, there's definitely a big treasure inside!"
"Damn it, who stepped on my foot, these are boots I've only worn for eight years!"
"Pay up, you must pay up!"
"Shut up! Let Uncle Boswell come in, you all squeezed him out!"
The goblins' noisy nature began to surface, chattering away.
They jumped around the treasure chest like a group of green-skinned frogs.
Boswell squeezed inside, looking up at Zong Shen standing slightly behind.
