Zhao Yi: "According to normal logic, this thing is afraid of dying... no, it's even afraid of getting hurt."
A puppet summoned from underground, if it's broken, it's broken, as long as it completes its purpose, even if it gets destroyed here, it's not heartbreaking.
But it's doing things too blatantly, treating itself too dear, which goes against common sense.
Li Zhiyuan: "Do you remember the black patterns that appeared under its feet at the start?"
Zhao Yi: "I've been replaying and analyzing it in my head, haven't concluded yet, but soon..."
Li Zhiyuan: "I deduced it."
Zhao Yi: "Oh."
Li Zhiyuan: "Next time when you're beside me, don't think about anything I haven't made you think about, save your brainpower for me."
Zhao Yi: "..."
Li Zhiyuan: "That's a summoning array."
Zhao Yi: "I know."
Li Zhiyuan: "It's a real summoning, not operating behind the scenes."
Zhao Yi: "Huh?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Someone has come, he, is now inside the Tomb Master's body."
Zhao Yi: "Damn!"
