Sometimes even Duan Mingyuan couldn't help but marvel at Jiuyue's magic.
In unfamiliar places, unfamiliar spaces, she always managed to find key clues by intuition, and Ruihu's inherent Luck wasn't limited to Blue Star—this time was no exception.
She wandered around in the room of Saintfield VI and soon found a secret chamber behind a wardrobe.
The door of the chamber was tightly locked, different from any security Duan Mingyuan ever encountered, yet it eerily felt familiar to him.
There was no keyhole, but in its place was an intricate Compass, presenting them with a puzzle.
"It looks like this is the craftsmanship of Mechanical Star,"
the security chief stood in front of the wardrobe, thoughtful, "This is also my first time seeing it. Normally, the Family Head forbids anyone from entering his room. Even cleaning is done personally by the butler. Why would there be craftsmanship from Mechanical Star on the Saintfield ship?"
