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The dirty cloth unfolded to reveal a rectangular shape, about half a meter in length and thirty centimeters in width, with two scroll handles gleaming with gold at the sides.
"This thing looks to have some history, but what could it be?" Ye Feng furrowed his brows and studied it incessantly, yet on the surface, there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.
Its shape did resemble the imperial edicts of ancient times, except that there were no words on it. Of course, there could be some means to conceal them, but he hadn't yet found a way to reveal them.
The reason he only likened it to an ancient imperial edict without definitively identifying it as one was mainly that those ancient scrolls and silk typically had patterns of dragons amidst clouds, but this grubby scroll in Ye Feng's hand had none.
