With these words, an antique bronze mirror materialized out of thin air before Si Ren. The mirror's surface emitted a faint blue glow, as though whispering secrets of the past.
Si Ren reached out and gently touched the glass. The moment his fingertip made contact, ripples spread across the surface, and his reflection blurred like shifting waves.
"Is this the Mirror of Retrospective Fate? How do you use this thing?"
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