Wu Qing closed her eyes and rubbed her temples as if she had made some kind of decision, "Wait, come back first!"
She opened her ice-blue eyes, a cold glint of determination flashed through them, and she got up to walk outside, "Come with me to a place."
The shadows moved slightly from the dark corner, then followed her.
Wu Qing, under the cover of night, arrived alone at the family's secret place.
Many of the family's treasured items are stored here.
She opened the barriers and entered a secret chamber.
In the center of the chamber, on the altar, there was a closed device shaped like a green lotus.
She walked to the altar, lowered her head, and bit her fingertip, a drop of blood fell on the center of the magic artifact.
A blinding white light flashed, and the green lotus slowly opened.
She took out a fine needle from the lotus pod, gleaming with a cold light.
