"It's just an amber," Wang Teng said calmly.
"Amber?" The crowd was puzzled.
"You're saying this is just a piece of amber?" Sang Yi looked at Wang Teng, curious.
"That's right. This is simply a piece of amber formed from the resin of a bluewood pine, which evolved and precipitated over the years. It doesn't have much value, its only purpose is to preserve the creature inside."
Wang Teng's expression remained unchanged as he spoke calmly.
"Of course, if Miss Sang Yi thinks this ore can be used as a decorative item, then we can keep it."
"Bluewood pine!" Sang Yi's eyes showed a hint of surprise. She said, "No wonder the energy inside is so chaotic and complex. So it's just a piece of amber with no practical value."
"Brother Wang Teng has good insight!"
