Fang Hong raised the silver coin, facing one side towards the moonlight, and a beam of silver light fell onto the parchment, illuminating small characters amid the twisted text.
Looking at these characters, he seemed to take it for granted. Although he didn't understand them at all, the silver coin in his hand moved from left to right, revealing the hidden text on the parchment one by one.
Fang Hong involuntarily spoke, reciting a peculiar note.,
But the next moment, he finally snapped out of this mysterious state, and with a 'clink', the silver coin dropped to the ground.
Fang Hong suddenly threw the parchment document onto the table, realizing only then what he had just done.
His forehead reflected moonlight, his complexion slightly pale, with a fine layer of sweat emerging.
He took a step back, couldn't help getting up from his chair, and asked softly: "Miss Tata, just now...?"
