"Bag."
Bai Yiduo held out a hand behind him, and Bai Guyue, who was packing up the backpack, hurriedly tossed it over.
With a shake, Bai Yiduo casually covered the Saint Luo Race corpse with it.
After being corroded by the White Stone Toxin, the puppet body weighed only a fifth as much as an ordinary human.
It weighed roughly fifteen kilograms in his hand.
He could even easily fold the puppet body in half.
After zipping it up, Bai Yiduo's gaze fell on the half-meter-wide box on the ground.
Its ancient wood grain carried the weathered traces of history.
He took one look and could not determine what was inside. Nor was he in any hurry to open it. Instead, he turned to his granddaughter.
"When we get back, I'll teach you the White Stone Toxin."
Upon hearing that, Bai Guyue bit her lip. "But I... don't want to learn it."
The girl was extremely uneasy. She feared that her words would anger her grandfather, but ever since leaving Capital Star, she had seen too many people die beneath that white mist.
The horrific ways those people had died had left an unimaginable impact on her.
A medicinal plant cultivator could become a life-taking poison master at any moment.
That completely went against her original aspirations.
"Grandpa isn't asking you to hurt people. It's for self-defense. Once you've learned it, whether you save people or kill them will still depend on a single thought from you, won't it?"
Affection and kindness showed in Bai Yiduo's eyes, which seemed to see through all worldly matters. Had this little granddaughter not come along, he might have lost himself on the path of power and gone farther and farther astray.
"Mm... I'll learn."
The girl bit her lip as she saw the