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Chapter 137

Chapter 137

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"Can you tell us about its origins?" He gently flipped the wooden box over, revealing an almost worn-away flame-shaped mark on the bottom. The old man shook his head. "Passed down by my ancestors. Only a single phrase was handed down: 'Jingwei Hidden Treasure'." His rough fingertips brushed over the dents on the surface of the box. "My father said these carvings were patterns used for weaving." Hearing this, Qin Yue came out from the back room, handing over a cup of hot tea. "Is the master craftsman a weaver?"

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