The things that the wind cut off from people's fingers were silver taels and gold, both of which could be used as currency and concealed weapons. Except for these, there was nothing special.
"This is..." Ruan Yushu pulled out something like a piece of jewelry from the bag that contained gold beads.
It was made of gold and hollowed out, forming a very complex pattern, which produced a fantastic beauty that was extremely special, rare, divine, and solemn.
"There's a special material that's mixed within the gold that is hard to counterfeit." Ruan Yushu concluded that upon close inspection.
Jiang Zhiwei took it and rubbed it for a while. "It doesn't have any Dharma and Logos, just something special in the mixed material."
In other words, it was just common jewelry with good material and a strange shape.
"Maybe it's some kind of status symbol of a mythological organization..." Meng Qi speculated. He was imaginative after reading so many books.
