She rushed to the fourth floor of Minghui and rang the doorbell for a long time. She didn't see anyone come to open the door, whether it was in the room or not, or Minghui didn't want to see her again. When he first heard the clue, the excitement disappeared without a trace. Now he felt cold in his hands and feet. How could Minghui be willing to do anything with her? Even sitting down and talking would probably make him feel disgusted.
I returned empty-handed. My spirits sank as I continued walking, thinking aimlessly about what I was thinking without any results. Suddenly, I felt an unusual aura coming at me from afar. My aura changed from weak to strong, and I felt as if it wasn't directed at me. The Amethyst Buddha's chest suddenly became burning hot, and my alertness was suddenly rais
