Dead people can't do it, and machines can't do it. Only existences carrying obsessions or strong emotions can arouse this moment of tremor.
And this compass... Responded to her affection.
It means that it is not just an object, but has some kind of will imbued with it, or... Something is sealed.
In the distance, the sound of horse hooves on the snow suddenly approached.
Three men in black riding on horseback came through the wind, wearing cloaks embroidered with snake-shaped dark patterns, short blades hanging from their waists, and moving like ghosts.
The leader jumped off the horse, his body as tall as a pine, his face covered with a silver mask, except for one pair of eyes as cold as iron - Xie Wuyi, commander of the Shadow Snake Guard, the sharpest knife in the Thirteen Yamen.
His eyes scanned the traces in the snow, and his voice was like ice hitting each other: "Searching for those related to the relics of Qianji, you will see people if you live, and you will see things if you die."
A subordinate squatted down to check the blood stains and whispered: "Commander, is this the sensor that this young man is protecting? The compass flashed just now."
