All they knew was that Snow Ji had encountered tremendous danger.
Zhao Layue only knew that this danger was probably the means by which the god controlled Snow Ji.
Only Jing Jiu had a vague guess as to where that danger truly came from, but even he did not know it was a Black Obelisk.
Otherwise, he would have been certain the moment he first saw the Black Gemstone inside the Gold-Thread Openwork Ball.
Accompanied by heavy footsteps, the robot approached.
Shen Yunmai looked down at Shen Green Mountain from the control room. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Are you my father?"
Zhuo Rusui came over supporting Liu S sui, happened to hear this, and blurted out, "A little frog looking for his father?"
"What?" Liu S sui asked.
"A fairy-tale book from the childhood of human civilization. The little frog in it was very stupid," Zhuo Rusui said.
"I read that book too!" Shen Yunmai said irritably.
The robot extended its sole remaining mechanical hand, reaching steadily between Shen Green Mountain and Jing Jiu.
He was probably the only person in the universe who dared suddenly insert himself into a confrontation between the Green Mountain Patriarch and Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu said nothing.
Tong Yan's expression shifted slightly. You trust him that much?
Shen Green Mountain placed the Gold-Thread Openwork Ball on the mechanical hand.
The mechanical hand rose slowly and with extraordinary steadiness until it reached the outside of the control room.
Shen Yunmai studied it intently for a long while.
Jing Jiu gave a hum, urging him on.
"I don't know what you want, and I imagine you don't know either, but I think this is it. I've never seen such perfect craftsmanship. It's simply art..."
"I mean the artistry of the gemstone's cutting