After a while, he saw him take out a piece of yellowed paper from inside, and moreover, the paper was folded in half, making it impossible for anyone to know what it was without unfolding it.
"Elder, what is this?"
"This is the hand-drawn map from those years, and it's very, very formal. As far as I know, this is the only copy in existence."
"Brother Lin, you, you told me that the map had been destroyed, didn't you?"
Lin Yi remembered very clearly that he had indeed told him so this morning, which seemed to mean that he had been tricked at that time.
"If I hadn't said that, how could you possibly have given up on this matter? But I realized that I was wrong. Even saying that, it seems that your confidence hasn't wavered, so I had no choice but to take it out."
As he spoke, Dean Lin spread out the hand-drawn map and placed it on the table.