Ji Qingwu was completely focused, tapping her way across all three walls until her knuckles were red, but she came up empty-handed.
She stood in place and sighed. 'That old bastard is really cunning.'
But since the item had fallen into her hands, and the system had clearly informed her that it was related to the fate of Beili Country, she was certain it had to be connected to evidence of Su Fengyue's crimes.
Lost in thought, Ji Qingwu walked toward a corner.
Si Hai, who was behind her, reminded her, "Miss Ji, if you walk any further, you're going to run into the wall."
Ji Qingwu slowed to a stop, casually resting her arm on a bronze statue in the corner.
It let out a CLANG.
Ji Qingwu glanced up. It was a bronze horse with painted ears and a nose, looking like a decorative craft.
But the moment her hand touched it, she sensed something was off.
The material was too light and thin. When her fingernail tapped it gently, it produced a lingering echo.
