The tip of the saber flicked, and the cloth tore open layer by layer.
A small piece of beast skin, unknown from which wild beast, fell out.
This beast skin wasn't very thick, folded twice, when spread out, was about the size of a pancake.
Song Changming leaned in for a closer look, the backside of the beast skin had a short layer of bristles, yellow and white intermingled, soft and comfortable to the touch.
The other side was key, with intricate carved lines and various strange symbols.
The linear patterns were predominant, with fewer peculiar symbols.
Just looking like this gave no clues at all, not knowing what was carved into the beast skin, or the meaning of the patterns and symbols.
Combining the irregular tear marks along the edges of the beast skin, it wasn't hard to conclude.
This was indeed the small half-piece of treasure map that people were competing for.
