Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 1827

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?

His delightful eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled that the one who told him about Kirin Blood had clearly emphasized the link between this treasure and the Seet family. What if that person was right?

Warming up his fingers, he felt that he could test it out with his own blood, for starters.

Taking a few steps forward, he purposefully bit into his own finger and dripped drops of fresh crimson where the dragon’s maw was. He rescinded his hand after the third and monitored the serpent’s orifice for any reaction.

Yo, open sesame!

He silently urged on in anticipation.

A minute passed, then five more, then ten. The dragon’s maw remained shut and was unresponsive as ever.