As a person with deep-rooted values and a clear sense of right and wrong, the Eldest Young Master of the Li Family, Li Mutian, would never do such an unsavory thing.
At Li Mutian's words, a dark gleam flashed in Han Qianxun's eyes, his thin lips curled slightly, and he said with a somewhat bitter smile, "Just treat it as a souvenir."
After saying this, Han Qianxun's form flashed in an eerie manner, transforming into a streak of purple light and vanishing before Li Mutian.
But Li Mutian still heard Han Qianxun's words before he left.
"Your car is parked just north of the woods. If you follow the fork in the road to the right for ten minutes, you'll see it. There won't be any danger on the way."
Li Mutian caressed the jade pendant in his hand, furrowing his brow slightly, murmuring to himself, "This is the Jade Seal, how can it be just a souvenir? It can only be a family heirloom."
