Xie Bi'an was clearly pleased that Li Jun knew how to play along, and a rare note of delight entered his voice.
Xie Bi'an opened his mouth, filled with a long red tongue, and spat out a dark yellow scroll. He flicked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, and it unfurled.
The writing was as tiny as mosquitoes and densely packed. Li Jun only made out the words at the end, “Priced at two taels of fortune,” before a sharp pain struck between his brows. A drop of blood fell onto the scroll. This was the Ruins of Xia, a forbidden zone of false gods.
