Song Ciwan didn't refuse Yu Wenxu. She held the Alien Gu in her palm and presented it to him.
'I wonder how this half-dead Alien Gu will react in Yu Wenxu's hands?'
Yu Wenxu reached out, and though his movement seemed casual, True Intent flowed through his palm as he deftly plucked the insect away, much like an eagle's beak snatching a worm.
The insect hung limply between Yu Wenxu's three fingers. Its charred body looked withered and pathetic, and its once-menacing evil aura had completely dissipated.
Yu Wenxu squinted, examining it closely, but he couldn't discern anything out of the ordinary.
He was purely a Military General; he neither understood Poisonous Insects nor possessed the various wondrous Magic of Cultivators.
He opened his left hand, and a Jade Box appeared in his palm out of thin air. The box opened automatically. Yu Wenxu prepared to seal the Alien Gu inside and take it back to present to the Grand General.
However, disaster struck in an instant.
