Hua Que's curiosity was evidently stronger than Popota's. She floated over and scrutinized the small box in Angel's palm from above and below.
The box was roughly the size of a chicken egg, with a somewhat peculiar design. It was a square box engraved with cloud patterns, and right on top, there was a metal decoration resembling the shape of a trumpet flower.
"Big brother, what is this?" Hua Que observed curiously, sensing a strange fluctuation connected to Angel emanating from the box. However, she had no idea what it actually was.
Popota, although somewhat tired, was also curious and looked over.
"This is a special miniature stage device," Angel said with a smile.
Angel remembered Popota once saying he had always wanted to take Hua Que to a stage play but kept postponing it, thinking there was plenty of time in the future—only to be filled with regret when Hua Que was kidnapped.
"Would you like to see it?"
