The delivery guy's brow was darkened, indicating he was destined to suffer a bloody mishap of neither grand nor trivial proportions soon, a kind man who could bear the weight of a peace charm from Su Nanzhi.
Of course, this charm wasn't like those mass-produced ones from Nanshan Temple, it was drawn by Su Nanzhi herself, the kind others would gladly pay tens or even hundreds of thousands for.
After Su Nanzhi had finished her takeout at home, she threw away the trash, taking the elevator on her way out, when suddenly the elevator stopped short, and Su Nanzhi slowly locked gazes with the five- or six-year-old boy inside.
"Is it fun?"
The little boy was startled at first, but after a while, he looked towards Su Nanzhi with a beaming smile, "Sister, you can see me?"
Su Nanzhi nodded.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" the little boy continued to smile.
