Jiangli took the items, placed them on the table, and instructed Xia Xin, "Prepare a set of writing brushes and Vermilion Yellow Talisman Paper."
"Yes!"
Xia Xin nodded, and like the wind, he dashed out in an instant.
Two minutes later, he hurried back in.
"Great Ancestor, I've brought everything you asked for." Xia Xin laid the items out on the table, one by one.
Jiangli nodded slightly and picked up the brush to write down Shuaishuai's birth date and time.
Meanwhile, ever since Xu Yang and Liu Rongrong had entered, Shuaishuai had been running around them, hopeful for their attention.
Liu Rongrong looked around as if searching for something.
"Rongrong, what's wrong?" Xu Yang noticed his wife's behavior and asked softly.
Liu Rongrong shook her head slightly, her eyes warm with emotion, "I don't know why, but even though I can't see Shuaishuai, it feels like he's right here with us."
