Daoist Changmin spoke, and from the cloth bag he carried with him, he produced some magic artifacts, "These are the Amulet Talismans that our Qingyun Temple has just finished processing. Elder Ye, why not take a look and choose one?"
He looked at Elder Ye with expectant, attentive eyes.
"These are all fine objects, Elder Ye."
Although Elder Ye was a political figure, he had always harbored a belief in these things.
He had frequent contact with Qingyun Temple and personally visited to offer incense on the new moon and the full moon, sometimes even staying a couple of days.
Elder Ye was not short of money, either.
On any other day, Elder Ye would have agreed immediately.
But today, upon hearing Daoist Changmin's offer, he didn't show any reaction, as if he was not interested, "There's no need for that, Xiaomin, I already have such Amulet Talismans on me."
