Inside Lycui Valley, there had never been such a peculiar sight. A tall and skinny young man was walking forward with a palm-sized yellow mink either crawling or standing on his head. As the young man walked and looked around, he would wave his hand whenever he saw something he liked. In no time, the thing seemed to be drawn by an invisible rope and flew into the young man's hand, disappearing as soon as it made one turn in his hand.