The corner of his eye inadvertently caught a glimpse of the thing he was wearing around his neck.
Suddenly, he recalled the brazen scene of the little woman placing the item on his neck, and it seemed as though a faint fragrance from her body still lingered at the tip of his nose.
"Heh," he curved the corners of his mouth up in a good mood, his thin lips forming a pleased arch. He reached out and picked up the stone pendant hanging from his neck to take a closer look.
Atop the mountain, he hadn't paid much attention to the stone, thinking it was just something from a roadside stall.
Now, looking carefully, he saw that there were even characters carved into the stone.
The style of the writing was like ancient seal script yet resembled simple patterns, and Baron Lawrence's gaze was gradually drawn to it.
Because he had seen this seal script-like pattern somewhere before!
But where had he seen it?
