Let alone Qiao Mu, any random person probably wouldn't think much of this lousy speed… right.
A round of applause suddenly broke out in the hall.
"This young brother is extraordinary!"
"He can actually concentrate on drawing a talisman in front of us!"
"My heavens, look at how steady this young brother's hand is!"
"I'm guessing that he will complete the talisman in a bit."
"Incredible, incredible, such a high success rate. Apparently it is very difficult to succeed in drawing a talisman with one try."
All this lively chatter of praises poured into Qiao Mu's ears. She had a strange expression and didn't even know what to say.
This… wasn't this just normal talisman-drawing? What was there to praise?
Mo Lian looked down at his wifey's confused expression, and he couldn't help but be amused. He squeezed her petite hand and asked in a low voice, "Qiaoqiao thinks that this lad is rather good at drawing talismans?"
