Zhu Yunlei said, "My apologies for the wait, Brother Xiao. The treasure has been secured. Please hold on a moment."
As he spoke, Zhu Yunlei reached out, took out a Storage Box, and placed it on the altar table in front of Xiao Mu. Pointing at the Storage Box, he said, "Brother Xiao, please take a look yourself."
What could it be?
Xiao Mu, curious, used his Divine Sense to control the image of a god to pick up the Storage Box and open the lid.
A dim light suddenly erupted, causing an explosion inside the box, and a burst of grey-white Halo rushed towards him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Weird noises emanated from the box. Xiao Mu reached inside, and with a snap, the box quickly closed shut.
Blood oozed from Xiao Mu's fingertips. His finger had been squashed flat; the ordinary storage box had inexplicably snapped shut, crushing his finger.
"Interesting!"
