Luo Qingchen looked at the seemingly unremarkable turtle shell in her arms, feeling quite curious. This item had a mysterious origin, even he could not discern it, and it was definitely no ordinary object.
"The time of opportunity has not yet come," Luo Qingchen said as he reached out to pat Su Xiaowan's head. "Such treasures possess their own spirituality. When the time is right, they will naturally reveal their extraordinary nature."
Su Xiaowan listened, half-understanding, but she always had faith in Senior Brother Luo's words, so she happily cradled the turtle shell, imagining the day it would unleash its divine might.
