"Spit it out if you've got something to say, fart if you've got gas, cut the fake courtesy."
"What's in locker number nine?"
"Who told you to ask about that?"
"I'm asking for myself. Someone's got their eyes on that thing."
"That thing doesn't have anything to do with our Funeral Home anymore. Cai Qidong came by last time and already took it."
"Huh?" Wen Yan was a bit surprised.
"It's a rope. Looks like a hemp rope, pitch black all over. You can't even destroy it in the Luxury Furnace.
Even the patina on it can't be burned off. That thing's not normal.
The Scorching Sun Department once used a rare artifact to have it appraised. Its name is the Black Rope.
It was hand-twisted by someone named Yi, the very first Black Rope.
What it's been through, nobody can be sure now. The appraisal concluded that this thing is no longer just an ordinary object.
It contains some kind of abstract concept inside, it's fundamentally indestructible.
