Lin Mengya did not stare at her hand, the key that opened the secret room, without looking at her eyes.

The key was black and had a texture like jade or something, but harder than jade.

And the handle was still an extremely delicate plum blossom that looked familiar to her.

As for how she came down and how Baisu arranged the rest, she forgot all about it.

Right now, her entire mind was on this key in her hand.

"Bai Su, it turns out, I'm really a ...