"Hmph, I have my reasons for helping you." Xuan Ren hummed softly, his slender hand revealed a golden collar. His palm touched the collar, as if touching the other person, his old eyes filled with deep love, faintly aching, tears streaming down his face.
"In those days, the master used this to tame me. If you can inherit the master's legacy, then accept it from my little master..."
"What is this?" Qin Fengyuan's eyes flashed brightly, staring directly.
The golden necklace seemed ordinary, but with a pressure from the soul that made him tremble, it must be valuable, so without hesitation, he took it with his first hand.
