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"Thank you, but I think I'll pass."

"I'm just browsing."

In the end, the girl politely declined the old woman's offer.

Suddenly, the old woman's words made the girl stop in her tracks.

"Hmm.............."

"Look what I see........."

"A pair of exquisitely crafted Imeros stones!"

The old woman stared intently at the pair of golden gems held in the girl's hand, and spoke with great excitement.

Seeing this, a glint flashed in the girl's purple eyes, and she instantly moved closer to the old woman.

What the girl didn't notice was the smug look that flashed in the old woman's eyes.

"Do you recognize these things? Where did they come from?"

The girl asked the old woman excitedly.

Faced with the girl's excited questions, the old woman remained calm and composed.

She hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a somewhat mysterious tone.

“Of course I recognize these things; they are a pair of Imeros stones.”

“There was a sculptor named Imero, and these Imero stones are his masterpieces.”

"Most of the Imero stones were dismantled or buried during the war."

"Your pair is undoubtedly a peerless treasure."

As she spoke, a hint of hidden greed flashed in the old woman's eyes.

"Then...where can I find this sculptor!"

Upon hearing this, the girl asked, her body trembling slightly.

She has endured countless hardships in her quest to find the origin of these stones.

"If you are willing to come and talk to me in detail, I will definitely tell you everything I know."

The old woman spoke with a smile, but there was no trace of a smile on her wrinkled, discontented face.

The girl hesitated for a moment, her purple pupils filled with struggle.

She knew the old woman in front of her was not trustworthy, but her thirst for the truth ultimately overwhelmed everything else.

Because she had already suffered too much in her search for the origin of this thing.

—The only thing that could prove her connection to her parents since she could remember was these two gems.

Now, the girl desperately wants to know her origins.

Who exactly were the couple who gave birth to her?

And these two gems are the only clue.

"it is good!!"

In the end, the girl made up her mind and agreed to the old woman's request.

Upon hearing this, the old woman's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Then, the girl followed the old woman into a dark alley.

What the two were unaware of was that everything that had just happened had been witnessed by a white-haired young man standing nearby.

.....................

"I am Xi Run, nice to meet you."

"sit down."

The old woman pointed to the chair on the opposite side and said in a hoarse voice.

The girl looked around; it was a dark room, hidden deep in the alley.

The room was extremely dimly lit, and most of the decorations appeared somewhat hazy at first glance.

The stench of decay in the room, in particular, was something the girl found extremely unpleasant.

However, out of politeness, the girl slowly sat down on the creaking chair.

"Ah Li, nice to meet you........."

The girl removed her veil and head covering, and also gave her name to the old woman.

As the girl removed her veil, in an instant...

The originally gloomy and dark room seemed to brighten up instantly.

The girl's fair and delicate face possessed an astonishing beauty that was truly breathtaking.

On this stunningly beautiful face, two completely different auras, charm and innocence, coexist perfectly.

These two seemingly contradictory qualities coexist harmoniously within the young woman, elevating her charm to a new level.

Especially those jewel-like purple eyes, which are far more precious than those Imeros stones!

Meanwhile, on the top of the girl's head, there was a pair of lively, fluffy fox ears.

The pair of sparkly fox ears added to the girl's adorable charm.

Gazing at that stunningly beautiful face, a twisted greed and jealousy flashed in the old woman's eyes.

But it was only for a moment before the old woman recovered.

She concealed it well and didn't let Ahri notice anything unusual.

"Want some tea?"

"It was just soaked this morning."

The old woman took a somewhat tattered-looking iron kettle from the stove and slowly poured it into two old oak cups.

Ah Li hesitated, unsure whether she should refuse.

While she was hesitating, the old woman had already handed her the teacup.

Ahri gently sniffed the aroma of the teacup.

Her highly trusted sense of smell told her that there was nothing wrong with the tea.

So the girl took a small sip of tea.

Seeing the young girl drink the tea, a look of satisfaction flashed in the old woman's eyes.

She then began to speak slowly, her pace extremely deliberate.

"Legend has it that there was a sculptor named Imero who specialized in collecting fossilized lizard eggs that had been sealed for thousands of years and carving them into exquisite and intricate shapes. In the time when those ancient lizards lived, the Sea of ​​Geddu had not yet become a desert. Now, these lizards have all turned into fossils and dust."

The old woman spoke for three to five minutes in just a few words.

Chapter 263, Death is not a pity!

Upon hearing this, Ah Li frowned; the old woman's words were undoubtedly nothing new.

She had already said those words earlier.

"Could we talk about something else, like where I can find this sculptor named Imero?"

The slow-moving old woman made Ahri impatient, so she spoke first.

"Hehehehe..."

The old woman let out another harsh, hoarse laugh, her hunched body trembling with each laugh.

“Little girl…”

"Don't worry."

A malicious glint flashed in the old woman's eyes.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer.......-..."

The old woman continued speaking in a harsh, incoherent voice.

Seeing the old woman's malicious gaze, Ahri suddenly stood up and took a step back, her purple eyes staring at the old woman warily.

"What are you waiting for!?"

Ahri questioned.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!"

Unexpectedly, the old woman suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Fool! I was waiting for you to be paralyzed, waiting for you to obediently become my merchandise!"

"Didn't your mother tell you that you shouldn't eat things given to you by strangers?"

The old woman's malice had now solidified into a tangible form.