"Cheng Xiao, you can go."
Hearing the voice coming through the communicator, Cheng Xiao scratched his head and gave a wry smile, saying, "Looks like it's time to go all out."
With that, Cheng Xiao took out a wooden box, shattered its lid with a jolt, and pinched out a handful of golden needles as thin as ox hair.
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