Fat Wang stood nearby, watching as Shijia and Ye Qing both recognized this red object, yet neither spoke its name, leaving him so anxious that his hair was almost falling out.
"What does it resemble, for heaven's sake, just say something!" Fat Wang urged, "Why do you two talk like a sheep taking a dump, squeezing out bit by bit? Can't you just say everything that needs to be said at once?"
Shijia and Ye Qing exchanged glances, simultaneously took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Could this thing be Heavenly Cluster Clouds?"
"Heavenly Cluster Clouds?" Fat Wang was stunned for a moment. He hadn't heard this name before and didn't know what it was. In fact, last time Ye Qing instructed them to spread rumors outside that Ye Qing had taken Heavenly Cluster Clouds out of the Tomb of Ghost Valley Master. But in reality, all they said was that Ye Qing took out a bone stick from the tomb, knowing nothing else, naturally unaware that the bone stick was indeed the Heavenly Cluster Clouds.
