Mute Uncle then asked Feng Yi, "Like meteorites? Then pry it out."
Feng Yi: "I'm just a bit interested, wouldn't say I like them. You should let this one stay here."
Something occurred to Mute Uncle. He put down his cell phone, made a gesture to Feng Yi to wait, then went into his room.
When he came out a moment later, he was holding a palm-sized square box, which he casually tossed to Feng Yi.
The moment Feng Yi caught the box, he sensed something special about the item inside.
He opened the box to find a beaded hand chain.
"Beads made of iron meteorite?"
The raw material for this hand chain wasn't particularly remarkable and it didn't contain any energetic substances, but Feng Yi was all too familiar with the protective layer on its surface.
"Did your grandmother make this?" Feng Yi asked.
Mute Uncle typed on his phone: "I made it, but asked her to help with the protective layer."
Feng Yi understood. Mute Uncle knew about the protective layer.
