C984 Collect Changes
The secret chamber was covered with dust. No one had been here in at least a hundred years.
Ke Lan walked to a corner of the room and gently pressed a switch.
In the next moment, the light above his head flashed, and the entire room appeared in front of Mandela.
This place was like a collection room, but it also looked like a study room.
There was a desk in the room
