However, Xiaobao was one step ahead, snatching it into his hand and looking at Ling Wanqiu: "There are some things I must have."
Ling Wanqiu's face was icy cold: "You promised me I could choose anything."
"That's right, but now I'm keeping it." Xiaobao chuckled.
Ling Wanqiu frowned and simply said: "Then open it and have a look!"
Actually, Xiaobao was also very curious inside, so he opened the box.
The blind man opened it, and inside was a scroll made of some kind of animal skin, which had not decayed despite countless years.
Out of the corner of his eye, Xiaobao always watched Ling Wanqiu's face and noticed that Ling Wanqiu wasn't paying attention to the scroll but was instead looking at a white bottle nearby, her eyes very bright.
"Judging by this, this woman seems interested in this bottle." Xiaobao muttered to himself, then picked up the scroll.
After taking a look, Xiaobao felt frustrated; it was written in seal script, which Xiaobao couldn't understand at all.
