Weimo did not display it for very long before quickly putting the scroll away.
She was worried that another accident like the previous one might happen.
Li Chongwen stood at the edge of the crowd, staring fixedly at the carved wooden box in Weimo's hands. He clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles cracked, and the taste of blood filled his mouth where he had bitten through his gums.
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