Ye Chen could only offer a wry smile. He had no intention of targeting Master Tan; it was simply that Xia Qingcheng, that little girl, possessed such an intense thirst for knowledge that he had merely offered a soft explanation, only to end up being marked by Master Tan. It was a classic case of being shot while lying down!
Just then, one of Hong Feng’s subordinates walked over slowly, carrying a rosewood tray. Resting on the tray was a bronze gourd with an ancient design.
The gourd was about twenty centimeters tall and ten centimeters in diameter. Its surface was covered in dense Sanskrit inscriptions, and it carried an aura of antiquity; one look was enough to tell it had some years on it. Moreover, the color of the bronze looked quite authentic, with patches of mottled patina already appearing.
Chapter 26