What Ling Yan pulled from the interrogation space was, of course, a treasure from the Crystal Continent—the Hua Yi wind chime pendant.
Miao Yunyun's eyes lit up when she saw the pendant in Ling Yan's hand.
She leaped from the iron chair in the interrogation room, but because her ankles were padlocked to the chair legs, she dragged the chair toward Ling Yan.
The harsh, grinding sound echoed throughout the interrogation room.
Ling Yan's lips curled in satisfaction at Miao Yunyun's overreaction.
"Give it to me!" Miao Yunyun's face contorted, her body trembling slightly. Her eyes, gazing at the wind chime pendant, turned bloodshot.
Chi Wen was startled by Miao Yunyun's state, but Ling Yan calmly withdrew his hand and placed the crystal pendant, clutched in his palm, back into the interrogation space.
Ling Yan leaned back in his chair, looking at the frantic Miao Yunyun. He spoke in a deep voice, "
Don't you understand what's going on? Don't you see where you are?"
