"What...what is this?" Lin Yue asked in astonishment, her eyes wide open, filled with shock and curiosity, as if the scene contained secrets enough to subvert her understanding. She leaned slightly forward, her hands unconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes, her breathing becoming rapid.
Shen Jingqi frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "It looks like an ancient memory, perhaps about the rise and fall of this castle. But why would this memory appear in this box? And what are those shadows?" His voice was low, tinged with doubt and unease, every word squeezed out from the depths of his heart.
They continued watching the scene, which gradually blurred like a veil moved by the wind. Colors began to blend, lines started to twist, and eventually, it vanished like a puff of smoke.
Inside the box, only a Jade Pendant remained, emitting a soft, mysterious glow, as if carrying some ancient power.
