Ai Xinran turned around, and the elderly man who had been standing aside approached with a smile. Ai Xinran took the box from the elderly man's hand and handed it to Bi Xia. Bi Xia looked at Ai Xinran with confusion, "… Can I open it?"
"Of course you can, if it's you," Ai Xinran looked at Bi Xia tenderly, "A Zhan wouldn't have any objections."
Bi Xia paused for a moment and carefully opened the box. Inside was a crimson-golden crystal. Bi Xia took it out, and the crystal suddenly emitted a strong crimson-golden glow, identical to the color of Qin Zhan's spiritual power. Bi Xia was slightly stunned as a small hurricane began to form inside the crystal, but it was unable to break through the spiritual power-consolidated crystal.
