The moment the magnifying glass scanned the cracks in the jade cong, Lin Zhao's fingertips went numb.
In the golden light seeping from the dark lines,
The four ancient characters "Taichu Xuan Jing" suddenly appeared!
At the same time, the security window of the restoration room was sliced open by a sharp blade, and three black figures fell to the ground like owls at night.
Did the broken jade that his grandfather gave him before his death actually contain the thousand-year secret of Xuanmen?
When the Wu Meng chased them from the end of the alley to the museum, the cultural relic restorer was shocked to realize:
What he restored was not an antique, but a blood debt that had been covered up for thousands of years.
