"Is this... the corpse of the Mountain Patrol Silver General?" Qin An's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
The skeleton had long since decayed, but the badge at its waist revealed its identity.
However, Qin An noticed something unusual.
He used the Straight Blade to turn over the skeleton, carefully observing the black clothing it wore.
"Whether it's the style or make, it differs widely. Apart from the badge, it seems he was wearing a different set of clothes."
Qin An rubbed his chin, thinking to himself.
He examined a few more skeletons and found that the clothes they wore were even older.
"Is this... a style from decades ago?"
In order to cultivate in the Scholar Profession, Qin An often went to the Confidential Library to browse various miscellaneous books.
So he was already familiar with some local customs and histories.
These styles were indeed from Xunyang Prefecture, but they were from decades ago.
