Yang Yan reached out to touch it, then came to realize what it was. He froze for a moment, then unbuckled his belt and took it out.
A snow-white jade pendant.
Pei Ye showed a slight look of realization—he had seen it before. When they had first met, this pendant had hung from the waist of the disheveled youth. Pei Ye had even kindly suggested that he trade it in for silver.
Now, Yang Yan was holding the string attached to the pendant and without any wind, it moved towards the Soul-stealing pearl.
Both of them fell silent for a moment.
"Should... should I touch it to the pearl?" Yang Yan, controlling the distance between the two, asked after a while. He looked up at Pei Ye for his input.
"...Try it, what's the worst that can happen? Will it explode?"
"..." Yang Yan swallowed hard. For him, it's a difficult decision—the jade pendant was of great importance to him, and it shouldn't meet any mishap before he could figure it out. But, now, the clue was just right before his eyes.
