Little Brick, Hang On!

After Luo Rong left, Feng Fan suddenly slapped his forehead as he remembered something important.

"Ah! The mysterious plate I bought at the Golden Horizon Trade Alliance's auction!"

He had been so busy that he hadn't had a chance to examine it the day he acquired it, and over time, it had completely slipped his mind. Now, with four months of solitude ahead of him, it felt like the perfect opportunity to finally uncover its secrets.

He retrieved the Suppression Relic and the mysterious plate from his space ring, holding one in each hand.

The moment they emerged, both objects began to hum and tremble slightly, as if alive. The only thing keeping them apart was the firm grip he had on each. Otherwise, they seemed ready to fly toward one another, like two lovers reunited after weeks of separation.

"This had better be worth it. I sacrificed my dignity for this!" Feng Fan muttered, recalling the high price he had paid.