For My Lian
編集者: Henyee Translations
After exiting her room, Qiao Mu just so happened to run into Crown Prince Mo.
"For you!" Qiao Mu stuffed the storage talisman into Mo Lian's hands and said expressionlessly, "For my Lian!"
Mo Lian peeked inside the storage talisman. When he saw that it was filled with zombie cores and various forging materials, he couldn't help being moved and hugged the little fellow.
His little one was constantly thinking about him.
She wasn't collecting those zombie cores for her own use at all. She had collected them all for him.
Beside them stood Dao Wuji, who was shining brighter than a thousand lit candles. He pursed his lips and said, "I had a dozen or so wives back in the day, and they would also circle around me every day, giving me this and that to receive my favor!"
Little Despot, who was savoring tea at a stone table beside him, sniggered at his words. "Then how about now."