Lai Chang hurried from Bafang City to Zhongyuan, likely carrying all of his belongings with him.
"Three thousand eight hundred silver taels, not bad."
"These short blades are made of Xuan iron; it seems his weapon of choice is this uniquely shaped short blade."
Lin Zheyu meticulously counted through the items on Lai Chang.
Aside from some silver taels and ten Xuan iron short blades, there was little of value on Lai Chang, just some poisons and general Antitoxic Elixir.
Beyond that, there was nothing of real value.
"Eh, what's this map?"
A look of curiosity crossed Lin Zheyu's face.
This was an antique-looking map, imbued with traces of time.
The material of the map was unknown, feeling extremely delicate to the touch with a faintly cool sensation.
The exceptional quality of the map paper suggested that the map itself must also be highly valuable.
"A treasure map?"
