Yin Sufan was now thinking further ahead. They couldn't even enter anymore; there was no point in searching for treasures. The pressing matter seemed to be the difficulty Yin Xiaofan faced about entering the cave.
While Yin Xiaofan was trying to find a way into the cave, suddenly a group of people appeared. Upon arrival, they looked down on the elders, one by one eying the cave.
"This is Zhang Ya Mountain's tomb," said a middle-aged man at the entrance of the cave in a calm tone, "You all go in and bring out what we're looking for."
"Rest assured, we'll definitely find it," instantly, three young men kneeled.
"Who are they?" As soon as they saw the people who had suddenly appeared, the old guys all frowned and asked.
"You aren't worthy to know our identities," the middle-aged man glanced at the elders, disregarded them without waiting for such large fellows to block the entrance, and spoke loudly, "Make some room."
