Ye Qingtang stared at Little White Tiger wordlessly.
Wasn't it rather obvious what would happen?
Why did it have to blow so hard on that dust…
But Ye Qingtang soon realized that there was something strange about that jade platform.
Everything in this secret room had been destroyed. Yet the jade platform was the only thing that had been preserved in perfect condition. Apart from the layer of dust, there was absolutely no damage on it.
"There's some kind of notch over there." Little White Tiger gestured one dusty paw towards the center of the platform.
Indeed, there was a rather insignificant-looking notch.
It looked like a keyhole, and there was a broken key still inserted in it.
Ye Qingtang felt that the key looked rather familiar. Had she seen it in the illusion? Perhaps that was why it looked familiar.
