C1112 The Summons of the Eldest Young Lady?

"Alright, then please take out the last treasure."

As the old man spoke, his gaze once again fell on the backstage. A woman in red held an equally exquisite small box as she walked up the stage. The box was made of golden and yellow Dragon Scale ripples, and it was flickering with a faint golden light. There was even a faint pressure that oppressed everyone