340 There’s No Retreat from this Battle

It was a bronze mirror that women used for makeup in ancient times.

The design of it was rather average and it had become rather rusty – there was nothing special about it at all.

"That's what you call treasure?" Long Aotian said haughtily after casting it a brief glance.

"This object wasn't recorded in history… So I'm not too sure about it either… But I think it would have been important since it was placed under the left palm of Emperor Yan…" Old Tortoise flipped the mirror and exclaimed: "There is a line of words behind the mirror!"

"Read it," His leader said.

"I am the king. My glory did not last long for everything had fell in one night even though I am the king and I have the world in my hands! By a stroke of misfortune my lover and I are now in different worlds. There's no one to enjoy it with, even though I have everything within my palm. To see my lover again, I would rather give it all up!"