In the King of Great Zhou's bedchamber, Chen Changan and Big Huang squatted in front of a tea table, staring intently at the object on it.

"Do you think this is it?" Big Huang asked after a long while.

"I don't think so, definitely not," Chen Changan replied firmly.

"But why do I feel it looks a bit like it, just... a bit darker," Big Huang shook his head, disagreeing with Chen Changan's assessment.