Chen Lin had only asked offhandedly, never expecting an unexpected windfall.
He restrained his emotions and said, "A real man doesn't throw words around carelessly. I don't believe your family actually has a way, unless you bring one out and let me see it!"
"What's so hard about that? Just wait!"
With an air of arrogance, the little boy rummaged in his pocket again, then pulled out a yellowed book.
He flipped through it a few times, suddenly tore out a page, and shook it in his hand. "See this? There's a pill formula recorded here that can repair damaged soul origin essence. I wasn't lying!"
Chen Lin's eyes lit up. He immediately held out his hand. "Really? Let me have a look."
Although he doubted the Ji Family would let a child carry something so important around, he still harbored a little hope. If it was real, it would solve a major problem.
Unexpectedly, the little boy stiffened his neck and said, "Why should I give it to you? This belongs to my family, not yours."
Chen Lin suppressed the urge to snatch it and continued coaxing him. "I've got plenty of fun things here. As long as you let me look at the pill formula, I'll give them to you to play with."
With that, he took out a Monkey Puppet, set it on the ground, and made it turn somersaults. Then he brought out a Crow Puppet and sent it circling through the air around them.
The little boy merely curled his lip in disdain. "What kind of childish junk is this? You even made a fake crow. I want the real one!"
A real crow?
Chen Lin froze, then dubiously took out the corpse of the crow that had nearly devoured his soul. Looking at the