He remembered that Gu Qiaoqiao had once said the eagle's eyes on the Wolf's Fang had been stained by her own fingertip blood.
At that time, he hadn't felt anything special about it.
But now he knew it was unusual.
Especially after he had looked at some materials about Qimen Dunjia and the Mystic Sect.
He knew even more that some things weren't as simple as they appeared at face value.
The profound implications were perhaps something you might never fully understand in a lifetime.
Thinking of this, Qin Yize took out the Wolf's Fang hanging around his neck.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the red eyes of the Wolf's Fang seemed even more vivid than usual.
Then the eagle carved on it seemed as though it was eager to spread its wings and soar.
Qin Yize quickly grasped it in his hand.
His gaze darkened immediately afterward.
He then quickly placed the Wolf's Fang inside his coat.
He left the Qin Family Old Residence's gates like a gust of wind, wearing his overcoat.
