At this moment, the voice of "Night Watchman-02" came from upstairs: "Are you really leaving like this?"
Mao Feiyang's footsteps halted. Then he slightly tilted his face, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, and retorted: "If I don't leave, are you going to treat me to northwest wind?"
"Haha..." The voice of "Night Watchman-02" gently floated down from the upper level of the Bell Tower, "Since that's the case, take this."
The next moment, a black wooden box was thrown down, bouncing once on the wooden floor, then rolling to Mao Feiyang's feet.
"Another black wooden box?" Lin Yi was shocked, and asked telepathically: "What's inside? Could it be another extraordinary creation?"
Mao Feiyang glanced at the black wooden box, bent down to pick it up, then opened it directly.
"You want to see it?" he said, and without hesitation, opened the black wooden box.
