Chen Mu held it in his hand and casually twisted it a few times, the originally neat pattern became disordered, then he twisted it a few more times, and the chaotic pattern returned to its neat state.
"Oh?"
Chen Yao looked at the delicate object in Chen Mu's hand, her large, lively eyes immediately flashed with curiosity and interest, and she reached out her small hand.
Chen Mu smiled and placed the object in her hand.
Chen Yao inherited his wisdom, being exceptionally intelligent. Though she was still young and couldn't train in martial arts or comprehend artistic conception, her intelligence shouldn't be wasted. It just so happened that he remembered many intellectual toys that could be easily reproduced with current methods. This cube-like box was one of them from his previous life, perfect for expanding Chen Yao's thinking and broadening her perspective.
