Chapter 532: The Ancient Memories

"Huh?" Hao Ren looked curiously at the small wooden box in Vivian's hand. The thing was glowing with a black and red luster. The fine carving on it was of a 300-year-old European style. Due to its age, the edges of the wooden box had some fine cracks. Aside from that, it was not much different from an ordinary jewelry box from that era. "Maybe this is the only valuable thing you had back then, that's why you were solem when you passed it to your servant."

"Yes, I was poor, but I've never really cared about stuff like this." Vivian opened the wooden box and looked at the velvet lining inside. "My main concern has always been filling my stomach. What's so special about this box?"

She put the box under her nose and sniffed it. "There's a slight stench of blood—my own blood. It must be a sign. It's been 300 years, and the stench has thinned out. The runes in the box contain no special information."