"What is this?" Xiao Mu looked down at Ling Xiaomin's palm, asking in confusion.
"Mr. Mu, how about this, I'll give you another mysterious fruit, and then you tell me how to deliver the complaint letter to the Human Emperor, alright?" Ling Xiaomin seriously negotiated with Xiao Mu.
"Ah, you want to deliver a complaint letter to the Human Emperor, oh my mind,"
Xiao Mu reached out and tapped his forehead, pretending to blame himself, "Alright, give me another mysterious fruit, and I'll think about it for you."
"Wait here!"
Ling Xiaomin suppressed the shiver at the bottom of her heart, quickly turned away from Xiao Mu, and ran back to her room, carefully closing the door.
Xiao Mu's curiosity was piqued, and he intentionally parted a strand of divine sense to follow Ling Xiaomin.
And so, Xiao Mu discovered.
After Ling Xiaomin returned to her room, she pulled out a metal box from under the bed, and inside it was a small metal box, and another small box inside that.
