In response to Bai Hanyun's questions, the antique mirror glowed faintly, and a single word appeared on its surface.
[Stealing.]
In the next second, the antique mirror glowed again, and the word changed.
[Ancestor.]
Bai Hanyun's eyes lit up as she pieced the clues together. "Do you mean he is stealing something from you? Is he your ancestor?"
The mirror shone once. [Yes.]
But a moment later, the word changed again. [No.]
Reading the answers, Bai Hanyun frowned and asked, "Then what exactly did he steal from you?"
[Merit.]
Bai Hanyun's curiosity deepened at the antique mirror's answer.
"If he isn't your ancestor, then why did he say I have a connection to the Gui Clan? I don't even know anyone with the surname Gui in this world, let alone someone from another world."
This time, the antique mirror fell silent.
Bai Hanyun rolled her eyes at this sight and smacked its frame. "Don't play dead on me. Answer my questions."