Zhu Xuanji didn't show himself, but his divine sense penetrated the room, observing the puppet stage.
No one knew Zhu Xuanji's true intentions for arranging Ning Zhuo in such a manner.
He had at least three reasons in mind.
One was to verify what was written in the diary, to see Ning Zhuo's manipulation skills in the play "Fang Qing Redresses a Wrong."
Another was to use this to try to awaken and inspire Ning Zhuo.
The last was to use the play itself to persuade Ning Zhuo, giving him a final ultimatum — the chance to desert darkness for light was right in front of him, right now!
"These are the puppet mechanisms Li Leifeng used to perform while alive." Zhu Hou personally went on stage and handed Ning Zhuo a set of puppet props.
"Thank you." Ning Zhuo expressed his gratitude.
Close-up, Zhu Hou took a deep look at Ning Zhuo, filled with curiosity, and gave a warm smile: "Young man, do your best!"
