The conversation between Tang Zhen and the Dean was very short. After Leah returned, the two of them changed the topic at the same time.
There were some things that were really not good to let her know.
The Dean extended his hand and touched the metal plate that Tang Zhen had given him. An infatuated expression appeared on his face. Although he could not recognize the words on it, he instinctively knew that this item was not simple.
When he touched the combination of letters, words kept appearing in the blank space of the metal plate, forming a text.
He didn't need to guess to know that there must be something recorded in it. It might be some important information.
The Dean looked carefully, but he could not recognize a single word. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.
Unknowingly, he had revealed his true nature.
"Can you tell me the origin of this item? why have I never seen this type of writing before?"
