After Gu Qian resolved Yang Mingzhu's matter, she prepared to deal with Wang Xiang, who was still on his way back. However, before she could make a move, Wang Xiang died of illness on the road.,Before Gu Qian could ask any further, a gigantic rhombus mirror, its surface covered with intricate patterns, appeared before him.,The beautiful woman in the mirror smiled, her voice still that of the book spirit, but somehow different. It was clearer and more ethereal, with a hint of warmth.。