Jing Chen remembered these words firmly.
Mu Lin shook his head, "I'm not entirely sure either. I seldom enter master's room, and I never really searched carefully." The room where cherished belongings and books were kept was the one Mu Lin was most familiar with. After Mu Jue left, Mu Lin often went in there too, thoroughly familiarising every corner, so there was no need to search further. Even with eyes closed, she could tell what was placed in which direction.
Therefore, Mu Lin was certain that the item must be in Mu Jue's room, especially if it was something personal.
Hearing what Mu Lin had to say, Jing Chen thoughtfully searched around, focusing on places that others usually overlooked. In the end, he knelt on one knee and peered under the bed, but he saw nothing out of the ordinary.
Reaching his hand up, he paused slightly. When he pulled his hand back, he was holding a small box about a foot long.
