"What are you doing? There are still so many points in there." Liu Mou couldn't hold back any longer and roared at Little Yao.
Little Yao rolled his eyes and ignored Liu Mou, his body slowly flying towards the shattered Little Die. Liu Mou didn't understand Little Yao's actions; in his eyes, once an item was broken, even if it was repaired, it could never be as valuable as it once was.
After searching through the broken pieces for a while, Little Yao picked up a pure black fragment and flew to Liu Mou, saying, "Look, this is it."
Liu Mou looked at the black piece of sleep, his brows twisted together, wondering what it was. Were points important?
"What is this that it is more important than my points?" Liu Mou said, clearly in disbelief.
