Chapter 4834

"F*cking hell!"

Half an hour passed quickly enough, and Herod grew impatient, seeing that Darryl had still yet to lead them to the room the treasure was in.

Herod yelled, "Do you actually know where the treasure is, man? Are you trying to trick me?"

Uhh...

Darryl scratched his head, putting on an expression of great fear.

"No, of course not. It's dark now, and the Stanford household is huge. I've barely been here for three days, so I don't really know what the place looks like properly.

"Don't worry! Old Master Stanford showed me the treasure the other day, and I know which room he's hidden it in. I'm sure I'll be able to find it."

Herod's expression cooled slightly upon hearing Darryl's explanation.

However, he still barked impatiently, "Well, hurry up! Don't waste my time." "Yes, yes!"

Darryl scrambled to answer, bringing them around the house once again.

Stanford altar. Darryl stopped in his tracks and

face flashed with an unreadable

brought Herod and his men around. He knew that only the altar had

bit of elbow grease, and

'The altar?'

flashed excitedly. ’The Old Man Stanford's quite the trickster!

his men impatiently. 'Search the room,

into the altar to comb

a firm tone. "You get in there and

Darryl a little shove as they made their

Whew!

a deep breath at the

there was a huge table placed northward of the place. A few plaques of the Stanford ancestors were laid on the table. On each side of the tables were no less than a hundred chairs backed up against the walls lined with tales and musings of the Stanfords'

men looked in places

was an

the intrusion. I mean no disrespect. I'm

to complain, "That Old

from the side as

doing so, Darryl came up with nothing. Thus, he began to start flipping the

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