Song Fengwan's fingers trembled, and the prayer bead bracelet in her hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence.
At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant. Her eyes were watery, and when she looked at him, it was innocent with a hint of surprise…
She had no time to react to what just happened.
Her fingers suddenly exerted force to twist the prayer bead bracelet. When the bracelet fell to the ground, the string broke, and the prayer beads slowly rolled all over the ground…
"You broke my thing." Fu Chen lowered his voice.
Song Fengwan was dumbfounded. Is he asking for compensation?
"I've used it for years. But it's broken now… How are you going to compensate me?"
"I will compensate you!" Song Fengwan was a little angry, wondering what he was doing. "Third Master, you're drunk!"
"I'm indeed a little drunk." Fu Chen chuckled softly.
