The hall exploded again.
This time, the sound was not smooth. It was jagged, full of disbelief.
"Impossible."
"A Moon-Clear Pearl."
"I have never seen one. How can it be here."
People rubbed their eyes.
Some even slapped their own cheeks lightly, afraid they were dreaming. They were terrified that if they blinked too hard, the blue glow would disappear.
Yun Wanrou's face changed instantly.
Her earlier arrogance drained away.
The elegant line of her lips stiffened. Her fingers dug into the palm holding the Rosaline's Pearl, almost grinding it into powder.
She turned her head slowly.
Her gaze locked on the stand where the huge shell was being opened.
The worker who had been grinding stopped moving. He stared at the faint blue light in the opening like a man who had just seen a ghost crawl out of his own mouth.
He looked helplessly at the store owner.
The store owner's jaw hung open.
His mouth was so wide that a small rat could have crawled in and taken a nap.
