Upon hearing Jiang An's words, Little Wan, who was already exhausted and nearly collapsing on the ground, suddenly became revitalized, like he had been injected with adrenaline.
"Where is it? Let me see!"
He dashed to Jiang An's side, his voice slightly trembling with excitement.
Even Zhang Yean, who had been standing silently by the side, immediately put down the tools in her hand and approached in a few quick steps: "What did you find?"
Following Jiang An's pointed direction, they indeed discovered a mass of rust-like substance at the top of the fishing net.
The arc-shaped metal outline was covered with thick silt.
The faintly visible shape only stirred everyone's curiosity more.
"What... what is this?"
Little Wan asked with a frown, his voice filled with confusion.
He cautiously extended his hand but stopped in mid-air, seemingly afraid of damaging some crucial evidence.
Zhang Yean also looked puzzled: "It looks a bit like a watch, but not quite..."
