The next day, at Yan Zhengchen's house.
Four people were sitting on the sofa. Chi Jiao, Yan Zhengchen, Gong Lu, and Yan Qingqing.
The others had urgent things to do, so they were not able to rush over.
Chi Jiao first told Yan Zhengchen and the rest about her encounter and discovery in Feng Tong Village before taking out the stone.
"What a beautiful stone!" Yan Qingqing exclaimed.
"The magnetic field of this stone is very strong." Gong Lu pinched the frame of his glasses and adjusted them.
Yan Zhengchen did not say anything. He took the stone from Chi Jiao's hand and examined it carefully.
"I think I've seen this rock before." A thoughtful expression appeared on his handsome face.
Chi Jiao's eyes lit up. "Brother Chen, where have you seen this stone?"
