Looking at Gu Ningyue's icy expression, Mr. Chen laughed heartily, "I never said you'd need it, I said... never mind, you'll find out in the future."
Although Gu Ningyue didn't understand what Mr. Chen meant, as long as she wasn't the one being cursed, it didn't matter.
"Tell me, how did you get the Blood Jade?" Mr. Chen extended his hand and scalded the cup with hot tea. Somehow, the black grime inside disappeared without a trace under the scalding tea.
Whether it was a special effect of the tea or Mr. Chen's doing was unknown.
Gu Ningyue looked at Mr. Chen and said, "I made a deal with Lin Ruixian, and then he gave me the Blood Jade."
Mr. Chen placed the cup back into the box, closed the wooden box, and placed it under the table again: "Haven't you ever wondered why he changed so much and handed the Blood Jade to you so easily?"
Gu Ningyue thought about it and was indeed puzzled: "He and I, we are old acquaintances. I once saved him."
