"You—" Xue Yingyue was tongue-tied and did not know how to reply.
She had always wanted Qian Jiyun to hand the item over, but she did not know what it was.
She even wondered if the people who had always wanted her to get that item from Qian Jiyun knew what it was.
Perhaps they did not know either?
Even that item's existence was a question.
It was merely a legend of the Qian family. It was merely something old Master Qian had mentioned to her when he was drunk.
"Qian Jiyun, you don't even want to save your biological father?" She took a deep breath and looked up at him.
To this day, everyone knew that the Qian family possessed a treasure that everyone desperately desired but could not obtain.
Everything she had today was because of this treasure. Otherwise, she would have died long ago.
Hence, whether there was such a thing or not, she had to firmly believe in its existence. She would die otherwise!
