Chapter 11 Searching for a Way Out
- The boxes were neatly arranged in front of her. Brimming with excitement, Tammy dashed around them, barely able to hold herself back. "Sprite, do these things belong to someone?"
- Even if they did, she could already feel her hands itching to grab them.
- "Don't worry, Master. These were left behind by rebels from the previous dynasty. They belong to no one."