"The Sixth Vajra? What a strange name," Gong Sihai mumbled to himself.
The moment he held the jade pendant, Gong Sihai had already ruled out the possibility that it was a cheap trinket. It certainly wasn't made of glass or any synthetic material. Holding the pendant was like touching silk, its smoothness imparting a moist and warm sensation. The jade was fine and smooth without feeling sticky, and its color was reddish-yellow. What kind of jade is this?
Gong Sihai seemed to have encountered a tough problem. His brows were tightly furrowed, and after thinking for a while, he asked someone to bring a spotlight. He planned to get a clearer look, but the moment the pendant was exposed to the intense light, it burst into a blaze of firelight, like a firework in the night sky, and then it disappeared quickly. To an inattentive onlooker, it might seem like a trick of the eye.
