In an office on the top floor of a building located a kilometer away, a middle-aged man wearing Daoist robes frowned as he looked at the straw man that had suddenly fallen over.
Not far away on a sofa sat a young man dressed very stylishly, and that young man was none other than the previously mentioned Huo Chenyun, now going by the name Gu Xingyu.
Seeing the straw man collapse, Gu Xingyu couldn't sit still. He got up and walked over.
"Daoist Master Hai (Hai Jin), what's the situation?"
Daoist Master Hai stroked his sparse beard and picked up the straw man, shaking his head.
"Failed."
Gu Xingyu was taken aback. "Failed? Your Daoist skills are profound, how could you fail?"
Daoist Master Hai furrowed his brows, his voice turning somewhat cold.
"Because the other party was prepared, and I used a simple puppet technique from a distance. The effect wasn't good."