"I will." Xu Zimo nodded.
The old man's remnant soul seemed unable to hold on any longer.
At last, accompanied by a deep sigh, the mist dispersed, and Xu Zimo felt his consciousness return.
He opened his eyes.
He was back in the courtyard.
Luo Mingyue watched him cautiously from the side.
"Young Master, just now..."
"It's nothing." Xu Zimo waved a hand.
When he opened the box again, he found that it no longer had a lock.
It opened easily.
Inside, just as the old man had said, lay a Jade Token.
It was impossible to tell what material the Jade Token was made from.
In any case, its surface was carved with densely packed words.
The words were not very clear either.
"I'll take this token," Xu Zimo said.
"My mother left this for me." Luo Mingyue hesitated somewhat.
"Even if the token remains in your hands, you won't gain anything from it. Instead, it may cost you your life," Xu Zimo said.
"I'll take the token and give you a stroke of fortune in exchange. How about it?"
Luo Mingyue hesitated briefly.
In the end, she nodded.
Xu Zimo put away the token. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Other than this token, did your mother leave you anything else?"
Luo Mingyue shook her head.
"Tell me about your mother," Xu Zimo asked.
He felt this matter was becoming more and more interesting.
The missing disciple of the Human Saint.
And Luo Mingyue's mother—how had she come to possess this token?
"My mother was unwilling to speak much about the past," Luo Mingyue thought for a moment before explaining.
"I only know that my mother once lived in Luo Mansion for a period of time.
Later, when I was about to be born,
she suddenly left