“Sir, we’re not disciples of the Jade Maiden Sisterhood. Should we pray?” Abigail asked.
“We should respect the dead,” Dustin said, nodding.
Iris was a great legend. Although she already passed, she deserved to be respected.
“Okay...” Abigail agreed. She kneeled in front of the stone tablet and kowtowed.
Suddenly, the stone tablet began rumbling. It sunk into the earth and disappeared. Then, an exquisite box emerged from the stone tablet’s original spot.
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