Su Ruoxi stood behind Ling Tianyu, looking at the jade stone he was engraving in his hand, and then at the ones on the table that were already finished, she couldn't help but lower her head to look at the jade pendant on her wrist, which had patterns just like these.
She didn't understand what Ling Tianyu was up to and continued with her own tasks without disturbing him.
By a little after seven in the evening, Ling Tianyu had only engraved less than three hundred pieces, his eyes were bloodshot, as inscribing formations was mentally exhausting and required extreme concentration of spiritual power.
"I'm going to pick up Yanran," Ling Tianyu called out to his sister-in-law, who was still cooking dinner in the kitchen, then he left the villa and drove to the company.
"Whoosh!"
Less than ten minutes into his journey, a car shot out from an intersection and drifted to a halt in front of Ling Tianyu's vehicle.