Fan Ruolei refused outright. "Island Master Mi is still here. Go ask him for one yourself."
The tall old man grinned. "There's a bit of bad blood between us... You two understand."
Fan Ruolei shook his head. "Island Master Mi is the organizer. Since he won't give you one, it wouldn't be proper for us to overstep our place."
"Organizer, my ass. He's just running errands for someone. With that little bit of ability, could he invite Xuanyuan and Hai Wuya to hold the line for him?"
The tall old man held Mi Tuo in utter contempt, yet kept his eyes fixed on the Jade Talisman in Gui Yan's hand as he began taking something out. "I'm willing to trade an artifact for it. I found this in the mist as well."
Whether Gui Yan and the others were willing or not, he had already produced a palm-sized object, placing it on his hand for the two of them to inspect.
Fan Ruolei gave a soft sound of surprise, and his eyes could no longer pull away.
For a moment, even Gui Yan could not tell what it was. It seemed to be a layer of shattered stone piled into the shape of a common coral reef, covered with marine algae, shells, sea anemones, and the like. It looked as though someone had peeled off a patch of shallow seafloor and shrunk it down, with fracture lines still visible along its edges. It seemed as if it could be snapped apart with the slightest force.
Yet it was indeed an artifact. Even with Gui Yan's half-baked expertise, following the line of thought from the mist artifact earlier, he could see that the fine textures of those miniature coral reefs clearly bore traces of refinement.
That was not all. The tall