"Master, I really can't spit it out anymore, you have to help me!"
The Imitation Mirror shrank its body, flew up close to Ye Yun, and said pitifully.
"How am I supposed to help you?"
Ye Yun raised an eyebrow and casually smiled, "Do you want me to reach out my hand, go into your mouth, and grab that guy out?"
"This..."
The Imitation Mirror was instantly put in a difficult spot.
Even if it had the guts of heaven, it wouldn't dare let the master put his hand into its mouth...
Wouldn't that be highly disrespectful?
It wouldn't dare to act recklessly or audaciously in such a manner.
"Master, why don't you let me return to the warehouse, I have my own way to solve this..."
The Imitation Mirror pondered for a moment and said.
Return to the warehouse?
Ye Yun chuckled lightly, seemingly understanding what the little fellow was thinking.
It wanted to use those terrifying treasures to get the Supreme Seven Kills out.
"Alright then!"
Ye Yun agreed immediately.
