"It looks like it's starting to snow again." Qiao Mu caught a glistening snowflake and looked up at Mo Lian.
"Mhm." He took her petite hand and took out an oilpaper umbrella from his inner world with his other hand. He put it up above them and looked down at her with a smile. "Are you feeling cold?"
"I'm not cold at all!"
"Okay, okay, okay, my Qiaoqiao is in the peak of health!" Mo Lian squeezed her petite hand and stopped in front of a shop. "Do you want to go inside and check it out?"
Qiao Mu looked up and saw the gold-lettered signboard indicating that this was a talisman shop. There was a bustling crowd inside.
"Mhm!" The little fellow's interest was piqued.
She had always wanted to gauge the talisman-crafting skill in each domain.
Back on Sikong Planet, only the talismans that the talisman patrician family's Mu Jingrui had crafted caught her fancy. The others were meh…
