Ye Qiu heard Fang Wushang's words and naturally accepted the wooden box. The box appeared very ancient, its surface carved with cloud patterns.
"Why don't we open it and take a look?" Fang Wushang suggested to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu hesitated, "It's someone else's belongings, it might not be suitable to open it, right?"
Fang Wushang glanced over the hut, "This place is completely deserted, and didn't the lotus say the Immortal Lovers left a long time ago? Maybe they didn't want these things anymore."
Persuaded, Ye Qiu nodded slowly, curious to see what was inside. "Then let's open it and see."
Upon hearing Ye Qiu's words, Fang Wushang enthusiastically nodded and watched Ye Qiu open the box with anticipation.
"Huh?"
The box opened easily for Ye Qiu, surprisingly without any resistance or lock.
"Why is there a bell?" Ye Qiu gently lifted the golden bell from the box. "It's quite loud."
Ye Qiu shook the bell while looking at Fang Wushang.
