Yibai curled up his serpent-like body in the main hall of the City God Temple, his vertical pupils gazing at the yellow City God.
He was very curious about what the yellow City God was going to entrust to him for safekeeping.
"This object is the Human Skin Drum."
The yellow City God pointed at a small drum beside the desk.
"Why should I be the one to keep this item safe?"
Yibai was displeased.
The Human Skin Drum was a kind of evil object for him to safeguard.
"Dragon Seed, the City God Temple is not suitable for safeguarding this item."
"Yellow City God, I'm also unsuitable," Yibai retorted.
"Dragon Seed, listen to me explain slowly. This item is evil, but it possesses great power. If it remains in the City God Temple, suppose one day, I resign my City God position and the new City God is lax, and this item falls into the hands of the wicked, it could bring disaster to the innocent."
Upon hearing this, Yibai was still reluctant.
