"Looks like I was right. This fish probably couldn't find anything else to eat, so it ate the corpses, swallowing their belongings along with them. Later, the Jade Box was digested, shattered, and passed out. The remaining Jade got stuck in its stomach, where it's been ever since."
As Cheng Zongyang muttered to himself, his gaze fell upon the few pieces of Jade. Two of them were dull and marked with blood-red veins, likely formed by blood seeping into them over many long years.
These were what Zhang Jinquan had called ordinary Jade.
He then shifted his gaze to the two pieces of Jade Stone that Zhang Jinquan had set aside.
After a moment of observation, he noted that they felt like stone. Their sides were clearly fractured. But his eyes were fixed on a depression on one piece, which looked as if something had fallen off, leaving a small, circular gap.
"Did it have an iron loop or something on it originally?" Luo Dingran asked, intrigued. "This looks more like a band, doesn't it?"
