Even Bai Chen's mustache flew up as he said hoarsely, "Wisdom Veins, these are definitely Wisdom Veins!"
He stared at the calligraphy strokes, wanting to plant his face right on them. His eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.
Qin Zhongshan was not in a better state. The man's body was trembling intensely, his expression unsteady as various emotions were surging up as he panted rapidly.
That thing was way too valuable. Even the most valuable treasures were worthless in front of that calligraphy!
If it was somehow stranded outside, without a doubt, there would be tremendous amounts of bloodshed immediately. Even Deities of the Heavenly Realm would try and fight for it. Tremendous amounts of bloodshed was probably understating it, it might even plunge the entire Chaos into a panic.
Looking at the strokes on the paper, Bai Chen's heart ached, his eyes reddened, tears gathered, and his mouth frowned. It was as if he was about to cry.
