Camp area, Mongolian yurt.
The time is probably sunset, and sunlight streams through the tent curtains onto the carpet inside the dwelling.
There are still commotions around the lake, but compared to two or three hours ago, the chaos has been greatly contained. Presumably, only those Qilin List big shots are still being reckless.
Xia Yu returned early, and is now sitting cross-legged on a wool blanket. In front of him is a charcoal brazier with freshly added charcoal burning, occasionally spurting a flicker of flame, sending a wave of heat towards the young man's face. He sat quietly for a moment, and as the evening glow became darker, Xia Yu slowly opened his eyes, "System, what are the identification results?"
"The ingredient has been successfully identified!"
Then, he carefully read the ingredient's information in his field of vision.
