Yun Zhonghe took a deep breath; this time, it was truly tricky.
Chen Tianlong perceived his master's difficulty and stepped forward, saying, "Master, let me handle this matter. Don't worry too much about it. Give me some time, and I will definitely find the thief."
"Alright!"
Yun Zhonghe had immense faith in Chen Tianlong's abilities. From the moment he entered and critiqued the music performance, Chen Tianlong had won him over completely.
The matter couldn't be resolved immediately, so everyone dispersed.
Chen Tianlong was the last to leave. Just as he turned around, he suddenly spotted something golden on the bookshelf. He walked over, picked it up, and was stunned.
"Isn't this Lin Wushuang's jade pendant?"
Chen Tianlong held the familiar jade pendant, remembering he had picked it out when shopping and given it to Wushuang.
While pondering, he heard a voice behind him, "Chen Tianlong, why aren't you leaving? Everyone else is gone."
