The small crystal statue was precisely what Xia qingchen wanted.
The color it emitted was clearly different from the rest. One look and one could tell it was not an ordinary item.
Zhen nantian's heart clenched, and a hint of anxiousness appeared in his eyes. That young man who called Xia qingchen 'cousin' was so strange. The small crystal statue most likely wouldn't end up in Xia qingchen's hands.
Yu Ren's eyes were fixed on the crystal statue, waiting to see if it would fall into Huang wendin's hands again.
Plop-
Suddenly, a piece of jewelry fell off and hit the crystal statue.
At the right angle, the small statue was smashed into the air, and it flew toward Huang wendin.
A woman nearby was quick to react. She grabbed the crystal statue and tried to catch it in her palm.
