“My mother gave it to Master before she passed away and I have kept it with me since I was a child,” Bai Muling said. ,Han Tieu heard that her words seemed to have another hidden meaning. He thought carefully and felt that when he was at the Little Star Altar, he must have been very heartbroken. He secretly liked his third senior brother, afraid that his master would not agree. Her thoughts were divided, returning to this long mountain road alone, she was alone, she didn't know what mood she would be in! Her words of thanks were more than grateful. She couldn't help but think, if she could be heartbroken just once for herself, then death would be worth it!