"Brother-in-law, let's go, I'll take you for a meal!"
When they left the villa, Andrew Jones's face was glowing.
The two returned to the factory briefly and then went straight to town for a meal.
After bidding farewell to my brother-in-law, I returned home and took out the ancient scroll, spreading it on the table.
My intuition told me that this thing was unusual, however, after scrutinizing it, I still had no clues regarding the patterns on it.
No matter which angle I examined it—left, right, upside-down—there was nothing significant.
I furrowed my brows, feeling somewhat perplexed.
After observing it for a long time, my Heart Spirit was stirred as I discovered a problem: the aura emanating from this scroll seemed exceptionally strong, far stronger than any antique I had seen before.
Initially, I thought it was because of its age, possibly from the Spring and Autumn era, but now I felt the scroll itself had an inherent issue.
I picked up the scroll and carefully felt it.
