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"…"

Shu Ling moved closer and took a closer look. "No matter how you look at it, this jar isn't filled with formalin. What is this thing soaked in?"

Chi Wei walked over and knocked on the can, "It's made from a special kind of medicinal wine. It's something from ten years ago, a rare item."

"Precious items?" Xiao Lee looked like he was about to vomit