Shadow Veil Award

Chen Chuan glanced at the box. It was roughly two feet square, quite large. He asked, "Is this the trophy your side is presenting?"

"Yes." Stomach held it for a while, but it was so heavy that he felt he could barely keep hold of it. Looking slightly embarrassed, he hurriedly set it on the table in front of him at Chen Chuan's gesture.

Adjusting his round-framed glasses, he added, "Director Chen, by custom, our magazine places a Lost Object inside the trophy. Its grade will not be very high.

"Oh, these are donated by certain old families. We do not inspect them; once we receive them, we place them in the trophies. So we have no idea in advance what each Lost Object does. It is meant to be a surprise. Of course, of course, if Director Chen does not want it after receiving it, you may return it to us for us to handle."

He said this because Lost Objects were not necessarily all useful. Sometimes, they could even bring a little trouble. Though such trouble was nothing to a Fighter, it was still unpleasant.

But there was no helping it. That was the magazine's rule, a rule personally set by its owner, who believed that only an award ceremony like this had true soul and was interesting enough.

Chen Chuan smiled faintly. "Thank you for the award. I accept it. I'll handle any problems myself, so there is no need to trouble you."

Stomach said happily, "That's wonderful." He quickly added, "I mean, regarding your receiving the award. Congratulations!"

Chen Chuan nodded. "Thank you."

Stomach and his companion exchanged a glance, and both heaved sighs of relief. If they had not been in front of Chen Chuan, they would have jumped up and high-fived.

With Chen Chuan