Even Elder Chen protected it with magic and treated them like a baby, taking care of them all more than himself.
Even though they knew that Fu Xie Lan was the owner of that magic item and Magic Book. But shouldn't she treat those precious things as good?
Slowly the mana in the room decreased, no longer as dense as before.
"Xie-Xie Lan, what are you doing?" asked Elder Chen a little stuttering.
"Moving them, Uncle, here is no safe place in this world to put such a valuable item except in my cosmic bag," replied Fu Xie Lan lightly.
"The black witchs managed to enter the academy even though this academy has protective magic, Uncle. And no one can guarantee that one day they will also find this place," she added.
"O-okay, it's up to you."
"Thank you, Uncle," Fu Xie Lan replied then reached into her cosmic bag again and took out a similar object.
"This is for you, Uncle."
"Eh?"