The black puppet clearly did not know what lying was. It saw Yun Chujiu’s magnanimous expression and believed her.
Of course, it had its own considerations. If it was not forced, it would not need to rely on this little girl with an unknown background.
At this moment, Yun chujiu said somewhat embarrassedly, “Lord Totem, although you promised verbally, you should at least give me a token. Otherwise, I’m afraid that others won’t believe it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a black token flew into her hand.
Yun chujiu focused her eyes and looked at the front of the black token. On the front of the black token was a picture of a mountain, and this picture was embroidered on the clothes of Shi Dukuan and the others.
The back of the black token was empty.
The black puppet said indifferently, “Carve your name on it yourself!”
Yun Chujiu:”...”
Why did it feel that it was a little unorthodox?