The puppet smiled, glanced at her and didn't say a word.
Yun Qingluo was frustrated. She took a sword out from nowhere and held it towards the puppet’s neck, "Speak!"
She inserted the tip of the sword into the skin, and the neck started to bleed. The puppet did not speak or move. The smile on his face did not change.
Yun Qingluo was getting frustrated and continued to threaten him. She even said that she would destroy him, but the puppet did not react.
Yun Qingluo finally gave up. She put the puppet back into the storage bag and kept it.
This storage back was exceptional. It could not only store living items, but the size could freely change as well. Yun Qingluo kept the storage bag at a secret place which could not be found by anyone.
...
"Xijiu, I have gotten the prizes from the completion. Look, this is the snow fruit, these are the grade eight Qingxin pill, and these are the Bazhen pills…"
The sky was dark outside, but Gu Xijiu’s room was still bright.
