Xijian Liying walked to the yard, where Feiyue was already waiting.
"What did you find in Nuanxiang Hall?" Xijian Liyingjun's face was expressionless.
"That thing is gone!" Feiyue said with a solemn expression.
Xi Jian Liying frowned, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "I knew he came here for that thing."
"Jun Wuhen's skills are really good, he can even find such a hidden place!" Feiyue sighed.
A cold light flashed in Xi Jian Liying's eyes: "I have never despised him!"
"But now, what should we do without that thing?" Feiyue asked worriedly.
A smile appeared at the corner of Xijian Liying's mouth, and she stroked the ring on her hand and said, "Why are you so anxious? We have been holding something that we have been unable to get rid of for so long. Do you think he can figure out the secret of that thing so quickly?"
"But Jun Wuhen is not an ordinary person!" Feiyue frowned and couldn't help but remind her.