He Lingchuan said slowly, “At the time, that signet ring was on a man’s hand.”

His words came slowly, but his feet did not stop moving.

Ninth pass.

This time, it was Fang Canran’s attention that was drawn away. “Who?”

“The man’s surname was Shao.” He Lingchuan smiled. “Has Mr. Fang ever heard the name Shao Jian?”

Fang Canran abruptly fell silent.

He Lingchuan happened to pass by the mirror. While Fang Canran was distracted, he drove an elbow straight into the mirror’s surface.

With several sharp cracks, the perfectly clear mirror shattered into seven or eight pieces.

The array eye was broken!

He Lingchuan instantly saw Fang Canran standing in the rear hall and threw Fleeting Life saber straight at him.

No, it can’t be! Has the Heart-Piercing Mirror really been broken?

How?

The man looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. He froze for an instant, then turned and fled.

Fleeting Life reached him, only to be rebounded by the Coming-and-Going Armor.

He Lingchuan had already pounced after it. He caught Fleeting Life in one hand and unleashed a flurry of slashes at Fang Canran.

The golden shield before him was struck countless times before it finally shattered.

By then, Fang Canran had only just escaped into the rear garden....