Mr. Ding sighed with a smile, "It's better this way; otherwise, if we alone had monopolized the inheritance, deep down, we would have felt somewhat guilty towards our Master for betraying the grace of his teachings when we were young. But now, that's no longer necessary."
Then Mr. Ding waved his hand, his voice casual as he said, "Come out!"
As the words fell, a figure appeared before them—it was indeed the mummified corpse from before.
A force was emitted from Mr. Ding's hand, and as the mummy neither dodged nor hid, the Void Talisman struck it, ultimately transforming into a green-black smoke that drifted into the Jade Ring in Mr. Ding's hand.
Ding Chenmo looked at Mr. Ding, puzzled, "Grandfather, what is this all about?"
Could it be that the mummy had been deliberately released by his grandfather to test Ji Bolin?
Seeing the expression on his face, Mr. Ding knew what he was thinking and patted him on the shoulder with a soft sigh, "Yes, it's exactly as you are thinking."
