Chen Jingxuan stood up and heated a pot of new tea.
"Mr. Xie, I have not yet had the chance to congratulate you in person."
As he sat back down, a smile played across his face, "Congratulations on becoming the new master of Xuanshui Cave Heaven."
"It's nothing noteworthy."
Xie Xuanyi shook his head.
He noticed that when Chen Jingxuan returned to his seat, he was holding an object in his hand.
It was a beautifully crafted iron ship, only the size of a palm, but it replicated the "Po Lu Hao" perfectly, down to the carved windows on the ship's belly.
Chen Jingxuan placed the iron ship on top of the jade case.
Xie Xuanyi raised an eyebrow: "Po Lu Hao?"
"Yes."
Chen Jingxuan smiled and said, "The You Hai King has passed away, and this big ship has sunk in the Carp Tide River... I always felt it was a pity."
There were many precious Dao patterns on the Po Lu Hao, a legacy gifted by Emperor Chu to Chu Lin.
