Tan Wenbin turned on the flashlight and shone it over.
Li Zhiyuan inspected carefully and found that a very simple ghostly face was drawn first; after reading the line of text below, Li Zhiyuan confirmed that it should actually depict a human face, complete with a nose and eyes.
Below the drawing, the sentence read: "This is indeed Ye Dui's true face."
Tan Wenbin read the characters out loud, then puzzledly said, "Why does this sound like something a child would say?"
The phrase was carved on the base, which was the belly of the turtle, similar to how elementary students like to write the names of their deskmates or friends on some illustrations.
Li Zhiyuan said, "It might just be children's pranks."
"Who is Ye Dui?"
"Do you know Liu Bowen?"
"Yeah, Old Zhu's strategist."
"A similar figure, but he retired before Old Zhu claimed the throne."
Tan Wenbin pointed at the pool of pus on the ground, incredulously asking, "Is it him?"
