02:19:51.
At the base, everything was ready, and people quietly sat on the ground, leaning on each other while waiting for the end of the Secret Realm.
However, Lin Yuhang stood alone, facing the direction in which Li Qingming had left, gazing at the distant dense woods, repeatedly attempting to walk in and then hesitating to pull back again.
During his hesitation, Li Qingming's figure finally reappeared from afar, coming closer with each step.
Lin Yuhang wanted to ask something, but the other party did not even glance at him, instead, with hands in pockets, he continued walking toward the direction of the light sculpture.
Lin Yuhang could only sigh and lower his head.
But just as Li Qingming brushed past him, he quickly withdrew his hand from his pocket and threw a small, dark object onto the ground.
Lin Yuhang hurriedly turned back and said, "Your item has dropped..."
"Eh?" Li Qingming turned around and said, "Don't talk nonsense; this thing has always been here."
"Ah?"
