685: Chapter 674: Shameless Person 685: Chapter 674: Shameless Person “You can rest assured, my integrity is sound,” Song Yun said, patting his chest.
“Once we agree on how to divide it up, we can start digging right away.
What do you say?
Of course, we can’t demolish my little courtyard.”
“No problem, the thing doesn’t take up much space, and it’s also under the small open space in the courtyard!” War God replied.
“Small open space?
Great, now I know!” Song Yun said with a smile.
“Damn it, you’re tricking me!” War God glared with anger.
“No, no,” Song Yun shook his head, “How am I tricking you?
You mentioned it yourself.
Now that I know where it is, you’re no longer needed; you can leave.”
“Well, it doesn’t really matter,” War God suddenly smiled, “The good stuff is in a box, and only I have the key to it!”
“You, really, I said we’d cooperate, and I won’t scam you.
What are you afraid of?” Song Yun’s face suddenly became stern, then he continued, “Since we know where it is, let’s dig now, shall we?”
“I find you really shameless!” War God stared at Song Yun, speaking earnestly.
“Actually, you’re just as shameless!” Song Yun replied seriously.
The two men looked at each other for a long time, almost making the subordinates outside feel like these two were about to develop an uncontrollable admiration for each other, before finally shifting their gazes.
Leading the way, Song Yun ran toward the old courtyard, with War God following behind.
“This is it!” Arriving at the courtyard, War God pointed to an open space and said, “According to the information I received, the box is beneath here.”
“Alright then, let’s dig,” Song Yun said.
“Of course, don’t damage anything!”
“If it comes to it, I’ll just compensate you,” War God replied nonchalantly.
War God directly grabbed a shovel, which had been sitting there for a long time, and started digging the spot he mentioned as containing the good stuff.
The shovel, typically used for gardening, seemed a bit unsuitable for deep digging, but War God’s strength was so great that he quickly shoveled away about a dozen kilograms of soil in less than ten minutes, creating a pit of at least one cubic meter.
“How deep is it buried?” Song Yun asked.
“I don’t know,” War God shrugged.
“It should be pretty deep, at least seven or eight meters.”
Song Yun just stood by the pit watching War God dig.
After an hour, War God had dug a ten-meter-deep pit and still hadn’t found anything, causing Song Yun to doubt whether the box even existed.
War God remained calm, shovel by shovel, as if he wouldn’t tire.
After another half an hour, finally, the shovel clinked against something hard.
Song Yun’s eyes lit up—seemed they’d found it.
From inside the pit, War God joyfully exclaimed, “I’ve found it!”
“Hurry, throw it up!” Song Yun shouted.
“Alright!” War God said, and heaved the box out.
Song Yun caught the box just as War God appeared in front of him.
“I mean, you don’t need to rush, right?
You said without your key, I can’t open this box.
Are you afraid I’ll just run off with it?” Song Yun remarked.
“I’m curious,” War God said, rubbing his hands.
“The contents of this box supposedly could affect the prosperity of our family!”
“Isn’t your family doing quite well abroad?” Song Yun inquired.
“That’s our family, not me!” War God laughed, “Just like you and the Song Family, right?”
“Indeed!” Song Yun nodded, not saying much else but critically examining the box he was holding.
It was a small box, about the size of a laptop, made of iron with gold inlays and a heavy iron lock hanging in the center.
Song Yun tried pulling it forcefully, but the lock didn’t budge—it seemed to be made from some ancient technique, a lock that could not even be cut by modern machines.
Song Yun knew that in ancient times, many capable people did incredible things, such as creating a lock that couldn’t be cut by any modern machine.
“Go ahead and open it,” Song Yun motioned to War God, who then said, “Let’s agree on how to divide what’s inside first!”
“Fifty-fifty,” Song Yun declared.
“Alright!” War God nodded, “Then fifty-fifty it is.”
Under Song Yun’s expectant gaze, War God pulled out a long black key from his robes, then inserted it into the lock of the box.
With a gentle turn, the lid of the box sprang open with a click.
Song Yun eagerly peered inside, half-hoping to see something like Dragon Balls or Devil Fruits, but to his disappointment, there was nothing of the sort—not even gold coins, just a simple, yellowed piece of paper.
Nothing else.
“What is this?” Song Yun’s hand quickly shot out.
Although not particularly interested in the item, it was still better to have it in his hand to effectively prevent War God from monopolizing it.
After all, despite their current cooperation, it was only temporary, and Song Yun was not naive enough to trust someone who had previously wanted to kill him.
“A treasure map?” War God leaned in close to Song Yun, his hand also grabbing the treasure map, as if neither fully trusted the other.
If Song Yun tried to take it all for himself, War God could just tear the paper.
In that case, half each wouldn’t be so bad.
“I don’t know!” Song Yun observed the paper, which depicted various mountains and bodies of water, and indeed resembled a treasure map.
However, perhaps due to age, the lines and details had become quite blurred, making it difficult to discern the exact location.
“Fifty-fifty?” Song Yun pointed at the paper and asked.
“Do we have to cut it?” War God frowned, “How about you just give me the whole paper?”
In an instant, War God moved swiftly!
His palm aimed directly at Song Yun’s forehead—a strike that, if landed, would surely see stars for a while.
However, even though War God was fast, someone was faster.
As War God’s hand still flew in mid-air, Song Yun’s hand had already struck War God’s ribs.
War God yelped in pain and leaped sideways, yet his hand still clutched the paper.
Then, with a ripping sound, War God tore the paper into two halves.