Crying at This Age, Aren't You Ashamed?

"When you're in someone else's house, don't be afraid to use this if you're bullied." Tang Xiaoge gestured with the knife. "Draw a cut on her face."

Li Beinian watched as Tang Xiaoge withdrew the knife.

There were laces around, and the white scabbard was very delicately made.

At first glance, she had thought it was just a special-shaped ornament.

It was good to use it for self-defense.

Li Beinian took it and stroked it on the palm of her hand. "I could hang it on my phone."

"It's too dangerous. You should put it in your pocket."

"It doesn't matter." Li Beinian looked at it. "Other people don't know what it is."

"True." Tang Xiaoge watched as she hung the little ivory knife on her phone. "Then you have to be careful not to let someone take it. It'll be a pity if you drop it. It's the only one in the world, made exclusively for you!"