Han Yutong’s Background

Early in the morning.

The bright sunshine shone past the curtains and left glowing patterns in the room.

Tang Hao sat by the bedside and was carving runes onto a piece of jade.

The white piece of jade shimmered under the sunlight. As he moved his finger, runes appeared on the surface and shone in pure white light.

Soon, a jade talisman was complete.

"Phew!" Tang Hao slowly exhaled. He lifted the jade talisman and admired it, then stashed it into his pocket dimension.

He was about to start on another piece when he heard a soft moan beside him. He turned around to see the person on the bed stirring.

Tang Hao was reminded of yesterday's incident and laughed drily.

Assistant Han normally looked quiet and gentle, but after she was drunk, she became strong and daring. She had nearly dragged him onto the bed.

As he laughed, he shook his head and furrowed his brows.