"Alright," he said. Before Xu Changyun could say anything, the Kong family's master said impatiently.
"Wait, What is this?" Just as the few of them were about to leave, they suddenly heard LAN Xinyu's strange voice.
He turned his head and saw LAN Xinyu pulling out a scroll from a messy pile of low-level fine gold and Mithril. This scroll had been around for quite a few years and the handles on both ends were rusty. Because it was mixed in with the pile of low-level fine gold and Mithril, even Ling Chuxi did not notice it.
"Eh, why does it feel so familiar?" Opening the scroll, LAN Xinyu asked doubtfully.
