Master Changmei pulled a tortoiseshell from the sleeve of his robe and held it in his palm.
Ye Qiu noticed that the tortoiseshell was mottled, black with white streaks, and engraved with a Bagua pattern, clearly an ancient artifact.
What is the old man up to?
Divination?
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