"Sick Tiger! You say the weight of this White Jade Bone is truly astonishing, even difficult to lift?"
As Old Qi asked, he circled the gigantic White Jade Bone on the ground, scrutinizing it with wide eyes. When he noticed traces of dents on the ground typical of a heavy object falling, he was suddenly taken aback.
Just such an ordinary-looking White Jade Bone?
Although it appears to be carved from white jade, emitting a strange brilliance, it seems light as a feather no matter how you look at it.
But could it really leave a series of deep, weighted dents on the ground?
Even stranger is.
Xu Binghu managed to carry one such bone back on one shoulder but didn't know to carry another on the other?
This is unheard of!
The villagers, listening to this bizarre story, were also in disbelief. Some villagers who were familiar with Xu Binghu clustered around the White Jade Bone, spat into their hands, and attempted to lift it.
"Why don't you all try?!"
