"Looks like you'll never cry until you see the coffin..."
Hearing Mu Qingtong's calm and gentle voice, Xia Feng felt a chill in his heart. What do you mean?
Still have a trump card?
Xia Feng carefully recalled and realized that among the Spiritual Clothes Mu Qingtong learned, indeed, only the 'Sea of Memory' was useful in the current situation.
As for the others...
Could she have secretly obtained some kind of Divine Relics or a Spiritual Artifact ability?
Xia Feng's originally calm mindset became a bit panicked, his heart pounding. I must be too arrogant, thinking I was in control, but hadn't expected this witch to hold back a move!
Just as Xia Feng was feeling uneasy.
A crimson crystal stone appeared in Mu Qingtong's hand; a rhombic stone looked extremely beautiful, with a radiance flowing within.
"Do you know what this is, Mr. Xia?" The silver-haired woman pinched the rhombic stone with her fingers and placed it in front of Xia Feng.
