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"So the ring you found last time was left to my father by my mother?"

Ye Beicheng's voice was hoarse, making Jingya's heart ache. She nodded: "Yes."

"The person who took the ring must not want me to find the person I was looking for. He is destroying the corpse."

"Do you have any other keepsakes?"

When he turned around, Jingya stared at his bloodshot eyes and felt a dull pain in her heart