The little girl before him truly exceeded Daoist Changmin's expectations.
Jiangli, in her pajamas, which Xia Xin had bought for her featuring cartoons, had her hair all messy, even though she looked quite pretty.
But at a glance, she just seemed like an ordinary little girl who hadn't gotten enough sleep, nothing like an abbot of Jiaoyang Temple.
But since she had said so, it must be true.
"Fine, you say you're the abbot of Jiaoyang Temple, then I'll deal with you!" Daoist Changmin, having confirmed that this little girl was the abbot, felt even more relieved and grew bolder.
He drew a talisman from his pocket and showed it to Jiangli, "Did you draw this Talisman? You guys at Jiaoyang Temple are selling talismans online, charging ten thousand yuan for one! It wouldn't be an issue if it were effective, but this talisman paper is utterly useless! It's just a worthless talisman!"
Jiangli glanced at it and said without changing her expression, "This wasn't drawn by me."
