Inside the suitcase were a few pieces of worn clothing, among which was a cloak that looked to have a particularly special fabric, soft and smooth to the touch, with an excellent feel.
However, that was just a cloak, and it wasn't his targeted item for theft.
There were plenty of privately hidden bottles and jars, one of which had a lid that wasn't properly sealed, coating his hand in a powdery residue that smelled like mint—refreshingly cool with a slightly spicy hint.
Beyond that, he couldn't find anything else.
He felt through every fold and pocket inside the suitcase, inside and out, but still did not find what he wanted.
"Strange!"
"Where did he hide that thing?"
"Could it be that he took it with him to the White Crane Academy?"p>
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Right then, the door to the room was pushed open, and a large figure stood at the entrance.
Click!
