C619 A Blood Jade Seal

Before Zheng Yanhong could answer, Zhao Shensan came in panting. He was holding a small square box in his hand. The packaging did not look exquisite either. He wrapped it with the ordinary, earth-yellow coarse paper that seemed to be wrapped in medicine in the pharmacy. He wrapped it with a few thin ropes casually. No matter how one looked at it, it did not look like something priceless. However