1849 Archaeological Team’s Objective
The surveyor felt a little puzzled hearing this, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he simply sighed softly. “Too bad then.”
Chairman Sheng said nothing. He turned to look out of the car window. When he looked out, he saw another off-road vehicle parallel to them. His eyes paused briefly.
The back seat car window was down and the face of its passenger could be seen.
Chairman Sheng glanced at it a couple of tis and finally, veered his eyes. He turned his thumbs as he clasped his hands. He finally replied to the surveyor. “The underground palace has already collapsed. The teorite doesn’t matter anymore.”
The surveyor was stunned briefly. He had a feeling that there was more to what the chairman had said.
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anwhile, in the car.
After Huo Yao examined Min Yu’s injuries, she suddenly felt very frustrated inside. She raised her hand to open the car window, leaned against it, and let so wind blow over her face.
She was unable to calm down after the scene in the underground palace.
Min Yu buttoned up his shirt buttons. When he detected sothing amiss with her mood, he pondered briefly. After a mont, he extended his hand to hold her tightly clenched fist, opened it up, and smoothened it. “It’s just a superficial injury.”
Huo Yao turned back to look into the man’s deep eyes. After so ti, the fluster inside dissipated slightly.
She exhaled, lowered her eyes, and looked at Min Yu’s palms as he straightened her fist.
She smiled and all remnants of her frustration disappeared.
“Is Prof Min okay?” asked Huo Yao.
Min Yu paused briefly. He glanced at Zhuo Yun in the driver’s seat and said, “Probably?”
Huo Yao was stunned. “… Probably?”
Was he really his biological son?
Zhuo Yun glanced into the rearview mirror and said hurriedly, “Prof Min is fine. Before the underground palace collapsed, Yi hit him… I an brought him out.”
Hearing this, Huo Yao finally felt less worried.
Min Yu glanced at Huo Yao. “Did you find what you were looking for?”
Huo Yao went quiet for a few seconds and reached her hand out to retrieve sothing from her pocket. She placed it in Min Yu’s hand and said casually, “Uh huh. This is it. Can you help keep it safe?”
Min Yu could sense sothing cold in his hand. He lowered his head to see a piece of matte black jade.
However, its shape looked very familiar. It was the mirror opposite of the white jade that Old Madam Yang had given Huo Yao.
When both pieces were placed together, they would probably fit perfectly.
Min Yu put away the strange notion in his mind and raised his head looking at Huo Yao. “What does this piece of jade have to do with the floating palace?”
“It might be so kind of energy?” Huo Yao shrugged without hiding anything. “After I removed it, the floating underground palace’s self-destruction chanism got activated.”
Hearing this, Min Yu frowned. He automatically scrutinized the piece of black jade in his hand. “Don’t tell this is the teorite that the archaeological team ntioned?”
“teorite?” Huo Yao was caught by surprise. If this was a piece of teorite, wouldn’t that an her white jade was the sa?
“It’s just a guess. If you don’t mind, you can show it to my father. He might be able to test and see if it’s indeed a piece of teorite,” said Min Yu slowly.
Huo Yao did not respond. Instead, she suddenly asked. “You ntioned the archaeological team. Did they enter the underground palace to find the teorite?”
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