Leah flung her palm wide open.
The livestream frame locked onto her trembling hand. It was not an unlimited black card, nor an expensive jade finger ring.
Instead, lay a palm-sized, heavily worn metal pill case. Its surface was covered in countless fine scratches. Beneath the cheap ring light, the lid was clearly visible. Engraved in the bottom right corner were the letter initials LY and a string of numbers resembling a birthday date.
Leah froze for a split second, a flicker of panic crossing her face, before she raised her voice again. "Do you all see this, everyone? This is understated luxury! This is a custom pill case made for elite families from the capital! What do you common folks know? The wealthiest clans value personal items like this above all else. Look at the custom engrav
