How could a lost technique from countless eras appear in the hands of a youth?
Su Yu threw down the hammer and said indifferently, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What you need to care about is whether or not you want to learn this lost ancestral technique.”
The puppet elder’s eyes shone, but he remained reserved and said, “Ahem, if you really want to teach me, I can reluctantly learn it.”
Even now, he was still arrogant.
Su Yu said indifferently, “Since you think it’s difficult, then forget it. Pretend I never said that. Goodbye.”
“Hey Hey Hey!”Puppet Master immediately stopped Su Yu, rubbed his hands and said, “Learn it, give me the ancestral art, and I’ll agree to any conditions!”
Su Yu took out the jade box, handed it to him and said, “Take a look.”
The puppet elder was puzzled. He said through the jade box, “It’s just a Heavenly Hepstone. There’s nothing strange about it, right?”
