The craftsmanship was impeccable, with no visible seam or keyhole.
It appeared to be a single, flawless piece.
He examined it from every angle—top, bottom, sides—but found nothing resembling a latch.
There was only one tiny hidden compartment and it was no larger than the nail of his little finger.
He touched it.
It was icy cold, smooth beneath his fingertip and offering no hint of how it might be used.
"What is this thing for?"
Before he realized it, the sky had darkened completely.
Gongsun Xing had already left.
Yue Mingxuan remained behind for a while longer while holding the mechanical box in his hands and lost in thought.
Sui He had called him to eat, but he had not heard a single word.
"Your Highness?"
"Ah! What is it!"
Startled out of his thoughts, Yue Mingxuan jerked upright.
Sui He's hand was waving back and forth in front of his face.
She truly had no idea what was wrong with him.
