Xia Xin received a message from Wang Yao and happily relayed the news to Jiangli.
Jiangli had just finished eating, but his face fell, "If she loves to spout nonsense online, let her talk. Am I afraid of her?"
Xia Xin offered an apologetic smile, "Of course not. How could our Abbot be afraid of her? But let's not make trouble when it's not necessary, right? Jiaoyang Temple is just getting back on its feet."
Jiangli curled his lip but didn't say anything further. Pointing at the Talisman Paper in front of him, he said, "It's time for evening practice. I taught you how to draw talismans before. Now try it yourself. Let's see how much you remember."
The smile on Xia Xin's face instantly stiffened as he awkwardly touched his nose.
He felt like he had almost forgotten everything...
Jiangli raised an eyebrow, "What's the holdup? Hurry up."
Xia Xin didn't dare say more. He sat up straight, took the paper and pen, and bracing himself, began to draw.
But...
