Tyrus smiled. Others might not be able to tell, but he knew at a glance that it was not the jade pendant that a duke could wear. It belonged to the king.
The jade pendant was engraved with a dragon on both sides, representing the nobility of the royal family.
The dragon on the jade pendant of ordinary members had no eyes. Only the dragons of the king had eyes, which represented his supreme status.
The one that Tyrus bought was the jade pendant with the pattern of a dragon of bright eyes, carrying a higher price than average jade pendants.
Perhaps the treasure had been buried underground for too long, the dragon's eyes were covered by dust.
The heat of the high-power hairdryer made the jade soften. Therefore, after ten seconds, the jade fragments that covered the dragon's eyes fell off, revealing the eyes.
Zev had a puzzled look as he glanced at the old man who stood up. "What's wrong with the eyes?"