"Granny Wu, what kind of material are these brocades made of? They are so strange." Qu Moying walked over and gently touched the brocades that Granny Wu mentioned. In a place without sunlight, the brocades had no reflection. The dark silver color revealed a light gray shade, but under the sunlight, it would flash with a bright and beautiful color.

There were dark lines in the silver-gray color, which was not the same color as it had shown before.

This color ...