The two of them sat quietly at the top of the pavilion. Both of them had thoughts that they could not easily reveal themselves. Bing Yan blankly waited for the person in front of him and asked him to stay for whatever reason.
"You can take it!" With his hand on his chin, he looked at Bing Yan with an interesting expression. "Andiler gave it to you."
In just a split second, Bing Yan's eyes flashed with an unknown black light without leaving a trace. But that was only for a split second. In the next second, without another word, Bing Yan took out a sphere that had been changing color from the hidden pocket in his shirt.
He took the sphere and carefully observed the change in the color of the sphere.
"So that's how it is."
"What do you mean? Do you know anything?" Bing Yan also observed
