Yang Ling's heart was chilly, but on the surface, she was relaxed: "when did the real son see me suffer from the loss?"

although Yang Ling's tone was relaxed, Yi Zhen was still very worried, saying, "in the face of the catastrophe, most people can only do their best to listen to heaven's orders." She suddenly picked a jade plate from the jade neck and handed it to Yang Ling. She said with a smile, "brother Ling, this is for you."

the shape of the jade pendant is like a round leaf, a small piece the size of a fingernail. Yang Ling took the jade plate in his hand, and...