It is well known that Zhao Rong always wore three jade pendants.
One was a white Jade Token signifying a settled relationship, another was a temporary Jade from the scholar Linlu, and there was one more jade, which at this moment was grasped in Qian'er's hand.
The moment she had a handle on him, his spirit was instantly invigorated.
"Qian'er, let go quickly," he said with a stern tone.
His voice was serious.
"What... what jade is this?" Qian'er's voice trembled a bit.
Zhao Rong felt the waters of Heart Lake, which had just calmed down a bit, suddenly become hard to contain again, with waves rising and surging.
He felt the hand clutching the jade tremble as well, but it stubbornly refused to let go, seemingly frozen in place, so he had no choice but to exhale helplessly and say:
"This is the Family Inheritance Jade of the Old Zhao Family, you must let it go quickly, don't squeeze it."
