The Sacred Clan's Treasure

The secret that Han Jingshu held was huge. Perhaps Yan Huaijing could not tell what the "Holy Soul Pearl" was, but if Yu Wan was here, she would immediately understand that it was a treasure that belonged to the Sacred Clan.

Yan Huaijing was at his wits' end. Han Jingshu was lying on the bed with a pale face like a withered flower, but he could not do anything. He finally took her hand. At this moment, he sincerely felt reluctant to part with this woman.

Perhaps men were indeed cheap things. They only knew how to cherish it after losing it. All he could think of now was Han Jingshu's good points.

"If you survive, I won't let you down."

Outside the ajar door, Jun Chang'an watched this scene quietly. After a while, he turned around and disappeared into the night expressionlessly.

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