"What interesting thing?"
Despite Lady Cecilia's generally cheerful demeanor, she seemed at a loss upon hearing Fu Qian's words.
By now, the two had already reached the end of the kneeling statue.
Before them lay a slightly cluttered hall, but apart from fragments scattered everywhere, nothing seemed overtly strange.
Unfortunately, after dropping his hint, Fu Qian wasn't prepared to explain any further and simply stood silently.
Snap!
Just as Lady Cecilia furrowed her brow and stepped forward to take a closer look, a dull thud accompanied the sudden descent of a shadow from above.
"What is that?"
Even though she was at a distance, Lady Cecilia instinctively stepped back, scrutinizing the object that had landed on the ground.
Black mixed with red, about the size of two human heads, it looked like a clump of minced meat.
Having been almost flattened from its fall, it was now slowly contracting.
