Qing Tong raised an eyebrow, looking at the orb in her hand. She really couldn't understand how people from M country valued it so much.,The light from the lamp shone on the beads in her hand, casting a rainbow of colors. It illuminated the perfectly proportioned material, making it seem like the Muses of ancient Greek mythology, who captured the hearts and minds of mortals.,Unable to discern anything unusual, Qing Tong felt quite bored. With a casual flick of her finger, she sent the bead rolling aside.。