Holding the Jade-faced Guan Yin again, Mo Zhu's body proved her words.
She had personally taken this Goddess of Mercy statue out from under the bed board of her old house in Qingyuan Village. It had been in her pocket the past few days when she was in the car. Apart from feeling a little cold, it gave Mo Zhu the feeling that it was no different from ordinary jade accessories.
Thinking of this, Mo Zhu seemed to have recalled something and frowned slightly. Back then, when Old Man Guo decided to take her as his disciple, she seemed to have heard the old man mention that her natural constitution was cold and abnormal. Maybe it was because of this that the jade-faced Guan Yin could not affect her.
