The jade ring fit perfectly on Ye Huang's left thumb. He admired it joyfully, feeling a sense of accomplishment as if he was acknowledged by his mother-in-law.
"Your mother has great foresight; she's a remarkable woman," Ye Huang praised.
"Exactly!"
Bai Xiao took out the notebook: "Look, in these notes, my mother remarked on the authenticity issue multiple times, and finally wrote a big 'fake' at the end. It was her hint that the underground palace might be empty that gave me the courage to open it boldly."
Ye Huang flipped through the notebook, in awe of Bai Lan's wisdom.
In order to guard the underground palace, the Bai Family even built their house on top of it, with every family member risking their lives to protect it against foreign intruders. Who would have thought it was a fake?
"It really is a fake, and that's great!" Bai Xiao put away the notebook and placed it together with the family genealogy.
