From That Moment On, My Life Belonged to Emperor Li Chen! (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

Sylph's words were filled with hurt and her devotion to the pendant. She seemed genuinely terrified of losing her life over a misunderstanding.

Li Chen's keen gaze fell on her bare arms and calves. There were indeed several relatively fresh bruises and scrapes, glaring against her fair skin.

That made him feel there might be some truth to the girl's account of being bullied and losing her pendant.

But what sort of man was Li Chen? He never readily believed anyone's one-sided account.

As the saying went, the prettier the woman, the better she was at lying.

From beginning to end, he merely listened calmly, treating the information as a reference rather than accepting it outright.

Seeing Li Chen still looking down at her, his expression obscured beneath his hood, his scrutiny seemingly capable of seeing through everything, Sylph's heart leaped into her throat. Her body trembled slightly with fear.

Especially when Li Chen slowly raised one hand, Sylph nearly stopped breathing from fright. Believing he was finally about to silence her for good, she felt tears instantly well up in her eyes and closed them in despair.

Yet the pain she had expected never came.

She felt only a gentle yet irresistible force sweep over the soil beside her.

The next second, a dirt-stained, utterly unremarkable, even somewhat worn, low-quality Crystal Pendant flew out of the soil and landed in Li Chen's hand.

The pendant was crudely made, its crystal thoroughly cloudy. It was plainly a cheap, defective piece. Perhaps it had been worth a little money long ago, but now it looked worthless.

But who was Li Chen? He stood at the pinnacle of the continent. Artifact forging and alchemy were merely minor arts he could practice with a casual wave of his hand.

An almost imperceptible glimmer