The steward had explained everything that had happened on Ms. Lu's side. He also gave a copy of the list.
Xie Qiao looked at it, and her eyes were filled with astonishment.
These things were probably not of ordinary value.
In particular, she knew about this golden eagle. Back then, when she had sent a letter to her father and brother, her father had told her that he had taken a particularly valuable trophy. He had said that this golden eagle only weighed a hundred catties, not to mention that it had been meticulously carved. In addition, the eyes of the golden eagle were blood-red gemstones. They looked as terrifying as cold light. On the wings, there were white stones that shone under the sunlight.
The white stones should be diamonds. No one knew how they were polished and inlaid.
There was also good stuff inlaid on the belly and claws of the golden eagle.
