C1857 Aiyo, My Little Ancestor.

The Turtle Prime Minister carefully placed the fingernail on the table.

Ye Feng and the others looked at it curiously.

The fingernail was round and black, and it was not eye-catching at all.

If it wasn't for the Turtle Prime Minister carefully keeping it close to his body and even taking it out in such a solemn manner, Ye Feng and the others would have thought that it was someone else's shit