"So? Now, do you still wish for me to kill you, Changmingsuo?"
Min Moyou picked up the silver Changmingsuo that hung around Changmingsuo's neck and rested against her chest—the one given to her by the elderly grandmother who had adopted her—and examined it closely, a pleased expression on his face.
The Changmingsuo was extremely well-maintained, gleaming with a bright silver sheen, entirely free of dust.
Chapter 86