When the light dissipated, a glass bead lay quietly inside the small box, just like the one she had seen in the Tiangao Pavilion. This bead also bore the inscription, "Tiansuan.","What have I done to deserve this! Who the heck lit this fire!",You Changyuan sniffed the air, catching a faint whiff of the unmistakable smell of kerosene after it had burned.。