When Han Kaifeng saw the jade Pixiu in his hand, he was greatly shocked.
The jade Pixiu had already broken into two halves, its original emerald green completely faded, turning into a ghastly white. The current jade Pixiu, where was the spirituality it had when Zhan Yun was casting his spell?
Han Kaifeng looked at Qi Ziyuan with surprise on his face and couldn't help but swallow hard, "Are you saying, it was this that saved me?"
Even though Qi Ziyuan was quite far away, his eyes sparkled, "Yes, it was this that saved your life."
At that moment, Qi Ziyuan seemed to have discovered some invaluable treasure, he strode towards Han Kaifeng, his tone full of impatience, "Give it to me."
Qi Ziyuan's demeanor made both Han Kaifeng and the Second Master Han somewhat unhappy, but they didn't dare to show it. To outsiders, the Han Family might appear invincible, yet they harbored their own apprehensions.
Soon, the jade Pixiu was in Qi Ziyuan's hands.
