"Gather some books about Artisans and bring them to the third floor."
「Half an Hour later.」
The head of the first floor, along with two clerks, carried over twenty bamboo slips and more than ten books up to the third floor. With heads bowed, they placed the items next to Wang Ping's meditation cushion at his signal.
Wang Ping stepped forward and picked up the rightmost bamboo slip. Just as he was about to read it, a Puppet Bird flew in through the window, landed on the round table in the middle of the room, cocked its head at Wang Ping with life-like intelligence, and hopped about nimbly.
"It's one of Xiaozhu's puppets," Yu Lian said, obviously trying to hurry Wang Ping along.
Wang Ping extended his left hand and gave a light tap. The Puppet Bird's abdomen immediately spat out a small bamboo slip. Yu Lian instantly coiled her tail around the slip to read it.
"Xiaozhu is about to undergo Foundation Establishment. We need to go back and see her."
