The crazed and fierce expression made several adults present involuntarily frown.
"You've kept it on you since you stole it and haven't looked at it closely again, have you?"
Tang Jin shrugged lightly, wearing a thin and breathable hoodie with a black neckline and a white hat stitched with two little black round ears that swayed gently when the breeze passed by.
She cradled the horsetail whisk in one hand and the other hand was tucked into a little pocket.
"Take a closer look at the Jade Buddha's face."
Fu Xi tightly gripped the Jade Buddha, looking down at it.
The first time she saw the Jade Buddha, its benign and kind appearance was nowhere to be found. Without the golden glow, the smile on its face had turned sinister and strange.
For a moment, as if the eyes opened with a vicious smile, it seemed to glance at her.
As if with the dispersal of the golden light, something was about to begin.
