Qin Han strolled through the hallway, looking for the jade pieces needed to treat Yang Zhentian, when suddenly, two jade pendants at a small stall caught his eye. The appearances of the two jade pendants were not very impressive, and they were carelessly thrown in the corner.
But to Qin Han, both jade pendants emitted a faint white light on their surfaces, one of them even more brilliantly, almost nearing a golden hue.
Perhaps these were the most valuable items at the stall, only the owner was unaware of it.
He walked up close, crouched down, and casually fiddled with items on the stall. The stall owner, a man over fifty dressed in a white Huayi, was smiling at Qin Han as he said, "Young man, which one have you taken a liking to?"
Qin Han pretended to select a jade ring and pointed, asking, "How much for this?"
