Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1827 Treasure Trove

“Whoa… What’s going on?”

He stumbled a couple of steps before he steadied himself. Only on close examination did he discover that this wall was actually a movable door. Very quickly, he surveyed the world beyond and saw a massive stone plaque inscribed with the words “Treasure Trove.” His jaw dropped.

Never expected it to be here! Better to be lucky than good, I guess.

He carefully examined the tunnel entrance next to the plaque. Although he was unsure where it led, he set his foot on the cold, stone steps and began his descent.

Before long, he came upon a stone door. Upon it, a dragon twisted and spiraled out of the carved face of the rock. Its workmanship was truly magnificent, so much so that the creature appeared almost lifelike.

To its side was a verse: Thrice tribute the Blood of the Girin, only doth The Key turn within. Engage the beast’s mighty maw to pass beyond the dragon’s door!

Girin Blood. Key in the mouth of the beast. How can the dragon’s closed maw accept a key? Unless the mouth would only open upon the blood tribute made? It really is Girin Blood and not Kirin Blood. Could it be that the Daemonic Mount’s guards spoke true? That the vessel of Girin Blood is really a wee child?

him about Kirin Blood had clearly emphasized the link between this treasure and the Seet family. What

could test it out with his own blood, for

of fresh crimson where

Yo, open sesame!

urged

then five more, then ten. The dragon’s maw remained shut and was

passed before he realized. Unsure whether it was owing to the constant gawking or the mental strain or other reasons unknown, he discovered that the mouth of the beast had sealed itself even more

to be kidding me. Is my blood really

you know how aromatic and gastronomic my blood is? Sheesh.

disappointed and dejected, as he was initially convinced that he was the one destined to unlock

man had concretely told him that Kirin Blood was a prerequisite to accessing the treasure. The

the Seet family who was fated to attain the treasure. To think he had fallen

let me run into you again, or next time I-I’ll give you a good piece of my mind