Li Qingcang gently touched the bullet shell in the middle of the stone as he whispered, "This is a gift from me - it's a necklace that I made myself."
"It's beautiful."
As Ye Tianxin held this necklace with a heavy heart, she could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
She thought this was the best gift she had ever received.
"Then help me put it on, Brother Li."
"Sure."
Li Qingcang gently placed the necklace made of beautiful little stones around Ye Tianxin's neck. She carried the bullet shell on it.
"What is this?"
"This is the shell of the first bullet I shot. It used to be my amulet, but now I want to give it to you."
"Then I will happily accept it."
Li Qingcang felt like he had so much to say to Ye Tianxin. He wanted to tell her that she didn't have to work so hard once she returned home.
He would definitely find the Hand of God.
