Staring at the clay figure in front of him, He-Gu furrowed his brows deeply.

This thing... does it only move when He-Gu isn't looking at it?

Could it be like the puppet from the pharmaceutical factory, moving as soon as you look away, until it rushes over to kill you!?

With this thought, He-Gu didn't dare take his eyes off it, instead keeping his gaze fixed on it while slowly retreating.