"Here, this is the backup item for the spirit-communicating magic artifact. For about every ten journal entries you write, Tan, one can appear on your side,"
Sword Young Master took out something resembling a dressing mirror and handed it to Dongdong.
However, the moment this little girl heard about this limited functionality, she immediately looked disdainful: "Why is it so useless? Is this Pure Yang's hermitage creation really just like this?"
"Please, the spirit-communicating magic artifact is in someone else's hands. If you want to completely fool the other party, it can only be this way. Don't treat them like fools who won't notice, okay?" Sword Young Master rolled his eyes.
"Then, thank you for your hard work, Uncle," Dongdong said with a wooden face, rather perfunctorily.
"I'm not working hard. I just took a trip to my father's treasure vault and then put the debt on you," Sword Young Master waved his hand nonchalantly.
