Yun Ran tore off the black robe from her body, revealing her entire body already drenched with sweat.
Luckily, she had tied her hair into a bun earlier, otherwise, her forehead would definitely be plastered with a lot of hair now.
Yun Ran threw the two copper mirrors she had been purely carrying with her hands onto the ground.
The copper mirrors, originally looking extremely dark, quickly restored their original brightness.
The formatted copper mirror lay quietly at Yun Ran's feet at this moment, without any intention of causing trouble.
But the piece she had just snatched back today showed a noticeable hint of hostility after regaining its brightness.
If it didn't lack feet, now it probably wished it could be tens of thousands of miles away from Yun Ran.
Yun Ran naturally noticed the rejection from this second copper mirror.
But who is Yun Ran? When she wants something, even if it means forcing it, she just has to try it.
