Xia qingchen shook his head.
He was also curious. Who was the person?
Eh?
The White Lotus saintess came to her senses. As a bailiff, her intuition told her that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
"I'll look for clues." She started to patrol the surroundings.
After half an hour, she stood behind an old tree, holding the gift that the purple-eyed witch had not given her. She looked around and said, ""It seems that the other party has been here."
Xia qingchen also felt astonished. Since you've been here, why don't you show yourself?"
The White Lotus saintess thought for a while and opened the gift box. A small object made of unknown silk came into view.
The weaving was exquisite and meticulous.
The color was bright, like a red rose.
One could tell at a glance that it was a very special and precious item.
