Qian Rupin gazed at the dazzling scenery before her, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a trace of rapture. Unable to resist, she stepped forward and began to frolic with the small fish in playful pursuit.
Liu Ming, however, remained standing in place, his expression dark and contemplative.
Although he couldn't sense anything distinctly, the faint fluctuations of magical energy emanating from the area seemed noticeably stronger than they had been earlier. The seemingly tranquil surroundings also inexplicably filled his heart with unease.
As Liu Ming hesitated over whether to leave this place immediately, a buzzing sound suddenly came from his sleeve. The source was the gray stone slab, trembling uncontrollably.
Liu Ming's heart stirred. He flipped his palm and was about to retrieve the stone slab.
Out of nowhere, a beam of gray light shot forth from his sleeve. The gray stone slab flew out on its own and hovered in front of Liu Ming.
