Sima Jing looked back once more as she left the hospital room, then departed.
After a while, Sima Jing returned to her room. She shut the door directly, then activated a barrier.
Sima Jing carefully removed the necklace, cradled it in her palm, and slowly infused it with spiritual power. After a while, the necklace lit up with a faint glow.
Sima Jing waited quietly for about a minute before an aged voice with a strange accent came from the necklace.
"What happened? It shouldn't be time to contact me yet, should it?"
Sima Jing's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the voice. Then, as if a dam had burst, tears streamed down her face.
"Waaah... Ancestor, please stand up for me! If Yang'er dies, I won't go on living either! Waaah..."
"Hm? What happened to Yang'er?"
A somewhat puzzled voice came from the necklace upon hearing Sima Jing cry.
"Waaah..."
"Shut up!"
Apparently irritated by her crying, the voice from the necklace carried a trace of impatience.
Sima Jing was startled. Her sobs stopped, and her tears gradually ceased, leaving only faint sniffles.
"Tell me. What happened to Yang'er?"
"Ancestor, here's what happened..."
Facing her mysterious ancestor, Sima Jing tearfully recounted everything that had happened. Once she finished, the necklace fell silent. For a time, the only sound in the room was Sima Jing's quiet sniffling.
"Oh? Lin Yu? Heh... interesting!!"
After a short while, a faintly amused voice drifted from the necklace.
"Ancestor?"
Sima Jing froze at her ancestor's reaction. This did not seem to be the response she had expected.
"What did Zhang Tianyan say about Yang'er's condition?"
"That old bastard said his mind suffered a severe shock and that he needs time to recuperate. If he doesn't pull through, Yang'er might become a vegetable for