Axe, an axe?
Everyone's expression changed upon hearing this, and they looked more closely into the smoke-filled Jade Coffin. Indeed, that piece of "iron" had one end that was thick and straight, and the other end heavy, resembling the shape of a sharp axe.
The more they looked, the more it seemed like one!
The mysterious craftsmanship of nature is truly "axe" craftsmanship.
For a moment, all the people of the Empire present were filled with wonder and admiration, speechless.
However, Davis' eyes were full of sarcasm: "It's just an axe, what's so surprising about it? Since there are no bones in the coffin, you Eastern dwarfs should just admit that you are the descendants of us Westerners and properly worship at our Western ancestors' tomb..."
The arrogant words stopped on his tongue.
It was as if half his tongue had been cut off, and he was unable to speak these wanton mocking words.
