"I just remember, you've said this several times already," Ren Feng said coolly, "Aren't I alive and well?"
Song Ziwen's face was extremely gloomy, while Xia Wenxue tugged at Ren Feng's sleeve at this moment.
"Ren Feng, you hit the wrong person, he didn't mean anything else."
Song Ziwen's gaze turned to Xia Wenxue, and he spoke calmly, "Wenxue, I've already told you the information, the rest is up to you to decide. Also, I know you might not believe it, but if you don't, you can look at this."
After speaking, Song Ziwen took out a jade pendant, which had a simple Chinese character on it, the character "酒".
Upon seeing this jade pendant, Xia Wenxue's whole being seemed as if her soul had been extracted.
This was her mother's jade pendant.
It was from when the three of them as a family went to the antiques market during childhood, they saw a jade shop, and for fun, went in to have three jade pendants custom-made.
