"What's going on here?" Mu Qingli continued to ask.
"Master, the artifact of the Underworld King has recognized its owner. Don't worry. Just study it after the banquet is over," Little Baba explained.
Mu Qingli nodded slightly and casually placed the artifact of the Underworld King at Pearl House.
Luckily, she had a portable space; otherwise, a goblet suddenly appearing, especially an antique one, would be hard to explain after she returned to the banquet hall.
Instead of heading straight back to the banquet hall, Mu Qingli sat in the small wooden boat on the mountain, staring blankly at the stars overhead, letting the breeze push the little boat forward.
It seemed like a long time since she had last seen such a brilliant night sky.
The last time she watched the stars must have been at Hua Mountain.
Back then, she was Su Xiaoyu.
