Che Ruman turned around to look at him.
That sleazy man with an ape's chin chuckled, "Miss Che, do you still remember the mission the mentor issued to Qiao Mu's team."
Che Ruman was taken aback, and then her expression became delighted. "You mean that we should find Qiao Mu's team, follow them stealthily, then find a chance to steal the cores from the spiritual beasts they killed?"
The sleazy man stroked his goatee and cackled. "That is the poorest plan. How many spiritual beasts can we snatch from them? If they become vigilant, we will definitely not end well in their hands considering their members' strength."
"Then what good plan do you have?"
The sleazy man pulled out a talisman that was dazzling with a blue light. "Miss Che, please look at this."
"This is a yellow-rank puppet curse. If we secretly stick this onto the little girl, then she'll be sure to be at our bidding for seven days." The sleazy man cackled again.
