Aidan tightly gripped the ancient and mysterious treasure box, his fingertips trembling slightly from excitement and tension.
In the Great Hall, the faint light filtered through the gaps in the dense forest, dappled on his face, reflecting a pair of eyes filled with desire.
"Aidan, do you really want to do this?" Lin Dong's voice sounded from the side, carrying a hint of advice in his tone.
"That treasure box, it might not necessarily be a treasure box. I advise you not to act recklessly." Lin Dong's words were full of warnings about the danger, but in the face of this temptation, they seemed somewhat powerless.
Upon hearing this, Aidan curled his lips into a disdainful smile. He looked up at Lin Dong, his eyes flashing with confidence and provocation: "Lin Dong, are you still saying you don't covet my treasure?"
