C124 The Power of the Whip of Bones

Qing Tong waited with a calm patience.

As the night deepened and silence enveloped the surroundings, Ning Xiaoshu was caught off guard, and it was the perfect time for her to act.

Despite the darkness, sleep eluded Ning Xiaoshu. His thoughts were preoccupied with the mysteries of the jade pendant.

Suddenly, his door swung open. There stood Qing Tong, clad in a black slip dress