Lan Haixin turned around and looked at the old Siren woman. Clearly, she had never seen the relic before either.
The old Siren woman quickly said, "You don't have to worry, My Prince. This is the relic of our race, the Siren Bottle. The holy bottle comes from a barren era. It was crafted from the materials harvested from ancient deified xenogeneic creatures. It cannot be faked. Plus, only the Siren's holy virgin blood can activate it. Check it out and you will see that it is real."
After a brief pause, the old Siren woman went on to say, "This is the last item left behind by the holy virgin. Why would she lie to her son?"
"Why would I doubt that this thing is the relic?" Han Sen asked in a hard voice.
"If you've never seen the relic before, how would you know?" Lan Haixin asked.
"It doesn't look right. If you think that is the relic, then go ahead and take it. I will go elsewhere and look around," Han Sen said, then he moved to exit the hall.
