Meeting Zheng Ying Again

Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed and his breathing became heavy.

The piece of jade that entered his eyes was the Heaven-patterned Bone Armor that he had been searching for all this time.

The person holding the bone armor was none other than Lady Yin Ling, who had been by Prince Mo's side the entire time.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously reached out to grab it, but Yin Ling suddenly retracted it.

"Do you really need this thing?" Yiling waved the bone armor in her hand and looked at him playfully.

Jian Wushuang, who had almost recovered, stood up from the ground and stared at her.

"This thing is of no use to me, but it seems that you need it very much," Yin Ling said slowly. "I can give it to you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"Speak," Jian Wushuang frowned.

Yin Ling nodded. "The condition is simple. Take me out of here and never set foot here again."