Tugger looked at the time and called a disciple over. "Go, call the little girl called Moon." Counting the time, his charm was about to flare up. He would definitely take in a talented child like Moon. If she didn't agree, she could only die.
At this moment, Moon was lying at home, her entire body burning. She had tried everything, even digging with a knife, but she could not remove the talisman on her heart. What should she do? Was she going to die just like that?
At this moment, the phone rang. A familiar voice came from the other end. "Hehe, little girl, have you considered it?"
Moon: "Despicable!"
The other party sneered and said indifferently, "The winner takes all. As long as I can achieve my goal, so what if I'm despicable? My patience is limited. If you've thought it through, I'll give you a chance to follow me."
Moon's forehead was covered in sweat from the pain, but even so, her small face was still cold. "I've thought it through."