Ye Wanlan came to a stop, and naturally, Professor Foo stopped as well.
"What's the matter?" Xiang Lefeng was somewhat puzzled, "Isn't this just a jade piece? It looks like discarded jade, otherwise it wouldn't be here."
The several major veins of Wanta Country were all tightly controlled by the local major families.
The goods, after being sifted through batch by batch, would render the jade materials in the hands of small traders the least valuable.
There were people who would find leaks, but very rarely, and there had been instances where those who had found leaks failed to leave the Jade Material Market safely.
"Take a closer look," Yan Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice cool and mild, "What does the shape of this jade piece remind you of?"
Xiang Lefeng was startled, then bent over as well to take a meticulous look at the jade piece, just as he'd been told.
The jade piece was stained with blood, but there indeed were tiny patterns on it.
