1849 Archaeological Team’s Objective
The surveyor felt a little puzzled hearing this, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he simply sighed softly. “Too bad then.”

Chairman Sheng said nothing. He turned to look out of the car window. When he looked out, he saw another off-road vehicle parallel to them. His eyes paused briefly.

The back seat car window was down and the face of its passenger could be seen.

Chairman Sheng glanced at it a couple of times and finally, veered his eyes. He turned his thumbs as he clasped his hands. He finally replied to the surveyor. “The underground palace has already collapsed. The meteorite doesn’t matter anymore.”

The surveyor was stunned briefly. He had a feeling that there was more to what the chairman had said.
*

Meanwhile, in the car.

After Huo Yao examined Min Yu’s injuries, she suddenly felt very frustrated inside. She raised her hand to open the car window, leaned against it, and let some wind blow over her face.

She was unable to calm down after the scene in the underground palace.

Min Yu buttoned up his shirt buttons. When he detected something amiss with her mood, he pondered briefly. After a moment, he extended his hand to hold her tightly clenched fist, opened it up, and smoothened it. “It’s just a superficial injury.”

Huo Yao turned back to look into the man’s deep eyes. After some time, the fluster inside dissipated slightly.

She exhaled, lowered her eyes, and looked at Min Yu’s palms as he straightened her fist.

She smiled and all remnants of her frustration disappeared.

“Is Prof Min okay?” asked Huo Yao.

Min Yu paused briefly. He glanced at Zhuo Yun in the driver’s seat and said, “Probably?”

Huo Yao was stunned. “… Probably?”

Was he really his biological son?

Zhuo Yun glanced into the rearview mirror and said hurriedly, “Prof Min is fine. Before the underground palace collapsed, Yi hit him… I mean brought him out.”

Hearing this, Huo Yao finally felt less worried.

Min Yu glanced at Huo Yao. “Did you find what you were looking for?”

Huo Yao went quiet for a few seconds and reached her hand out to retrieve something from her pocket. She placed it in Min Yu’s hand and said casually, “Uh huh. This is it. Can you help me keep it safe?”

Min Yu could sense something cold in his hand. He lowered his head to see a piece of matte black jade.

However, its shape looked very familiar. It was the mirror opposite of the white jade that Old Madam Yang had given Huo Yao.

When both pieces were placed together, they would probably fit perfectly.

Min Yu put away the strange notion in his mind and raised his head looking at Huo Yao. “What does this piece of jade have to do with the floating palace?”

“It might be some kind of energy?” Huo Yao shrugged without hiding anything. “After I removed it, the floating underground palace’s self-destruction mechanism got activated.”

Hearing this, Min Yu frowned. He automatically scrutinized the piece of black jade in his hand. “Don’t tell me this is the meteorite that the archaeological team mentioned?”

“Meteorite?” Huo Yao was caught by surprise. If this was a piece of meteorite, wouldn’t that mean her white jade was the same?

“It’s just a guess. If you don’t mind, you can show it to my father. He might be able to test and see if it’s indeed a piece of meteorite,” said Min Yu slowly.

Huo Yao did not respond. Instead, she suddenly asked. “You mentioned the archaeological team. Did they enter the underground palace to find the meteorite?”