Gao Qilu

"I can't, but I can read faces. So I can see that your forehead is dark and you might be injured soon, but I don't know when it'll happen and how serious it is. Mr. Wang, if you trust me, I can draw a Taoist talisman for you. You can carry it wherever you go, it can protect you from being hurt," Leng Xiaoyao said seriously. She understood that Wang Yiming didn't trust her very much. After all, there were few people who believed it, especially when they heard it from a young girl's mouth.

"You can draw Taoist talismans?" Wang Yiming was surprised again.

"Yes, I know normally people don't believe it, but it doesn't mean that it's not true. Mr. Wang, if you still think it's unbelievable, it won't do you any harm if you carry a Taoist talisman with you," Leng Xiaoyao said.

She didn't expect Wang Yiming to trust her right now. As long as he could accept her talisman and carry it with him, he would believe it once the accident happened.