Luo Bingxin stood gracefully by the table, a goddess-like figure in a white dress, her dark hair cascading down. She was seventeen centimeters tall, and in her hands, she held a teacup.
The cup was shattered, leaving only half the glass and the handle. Inside was a clump of pale yellow ice, emitting a faint vapor.
Luo Badao rubbed his eyes, incredulous. "My God, is this for real?"
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