Liuu Meizhen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
A technique was sent into it.
The box opened.
Inside, there was a red mask, engraved with intricate runes, clearly not a mortal object:
"Husband, what is this?"
"This is the assassin mask from the Shadow Sect."
Fu Changsheng briefly explained the Shadow Sect's regime, and finally said:
"With this mask, even if we are separated in the future, we can communicate anytime. Meizhen, keep it well."
This is just one of its insignificant functions.
Liuu Meizhen looked at the red mask, dazed, her lips moving slightly, saying something unknown, her eyes suddenly reddening, and then realizing her gaffe, she turned around immediately.
"Meizhen, why are you crying?"
The two grew up together from childhood.
Fu Changsheng saw Meizhen cry in front of him for the first time, and was at a loss for a moment.
Fortunately, Meizhen quickly smiled:
"Husband, I'm just happy, it's nothing, nothing."
