Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Fei said so, Luo Xiaobai replied, "Don't ask me. I don't want to go against my conscience."
Han Chanyi put her hands on her hips. "Look."
Speechless, Han Fei looked back at Luo Xiaobai's cultivation place. "Hey, how old are you? Why are you still eavesdropping?"
Luo Xiaobai said, "I'm not eavesdropping. I'm watching chess."
Han Fei gloomily set up a barrier for the two of them. With clangs, he took out an exquisite wooden box. The wooden box was made of divine bones and was engraved with extremely subtle Dao Patterns and law patterns. It looked very exquisite.
Han Chanyi narrowed her eyes slightly. "You must be up to no good. Tell me, what do you want?"
Han Fei urged, "Open it. Open it."
Han Chanyi opened it skeptically. The box was made of more than 3,000 extremely minute accessories. As the box was opened, a beautiful tune sounded.
Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong…