"What are you doing?"
Jiang Jiamian looked curious.
Yan Ling slowly took off his coat in front of him, and then slowly took off his shirt.
Jiang Jiamian paused while biting the bun, "Hey, hey, hey, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, no, I still want my life!"
Yan Ling was speechless for a moment, "What are you thinking about? You want to know where I put the things, I'm here to show you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a light quickly lit up on his chest, and then Jiang Jiamian saw blue scales that spread quickly.
Yan Ling gently touched the center of the scales, and with a twist of his fingers, a handful of pearls appeared in his hand. "Under the protective scales in my heart, there is a small sac that grows with the body. For thousands of years, everything I got from those ships, as well as the treasures I got from the bottom of the sea, are stored here one by one."