Who knew that Chu Chen was caught at the gas station security checkpoint for carrying a large number of restricted knives.,Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",Ning Qingxue nodded lightly, her eyes cold as she looked at Chu Chen and said, "You are Chu Chen"。