With Lin Baici's magnanimous nature, Li Yintong gained a new understanding.
After all, if it were up to her, she definitely wouldn't hand over such a crucial item to someone else, especially someone she was not familiar with!
"Stop talking, I suddenly regret it!"
Huang Jinxiang revealed a bitter smile, as if his face could twist out a large amount of bitter gourd juice. He vehemently slapped himself across the mouth.
"I know it's wrong, but I just can't bear to part with it!"
Huang Jinxiang sighed.
Li Yintong nodded, expressing understanding, as the figurine represented a chance for survival.
"Let's keep looking, if we find another, we can give it to God Lin!"
Li Yintong offered a word of comfort and promptly went into action.
Huang Jinxiang thought the same and entered a new room to continue searching vigorously.
