Fang Han gazed with satisfaction at the storehouse, now as empty as if a swarm of locusts had passed through.
His gaze swept over the walls and floor one last time. After confirming there were no valuables left inside, he stepped out of the storehouse.
However, just as he reached the entrance, a thought suddenly struck him.
'Could there be a hidden chamber somewhere in the manor?'
This manor was a secret stronghold for the Tiejiang Gang, a place of considerable importance to them.
The odds of a place like this having secret rooms or hidden compartments were high.
'I'll give it a thorough search.'
The more Fang Han thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He immediately turned back, re-entered the storehouse, and began searching for any secret chambers or hidden compartments.
For the next several hours, Fang Han scoured the entire manor, exploring every nook and cranny, both inside and out.
His figure weaved through the pavilions and towers, the corridors and courtyards.
