No Competition
編輯: Henyee Translations
Qiao Mu walked over to the youth while holding Crown Prince Mo's hand.
At this time, the youth had finally finished drawing a mid-rank defensive talisman.
Qiao Mu picked it up and examined it. This child had a good foundation, but his hand was too stiff when drawing. The critical point was his speed. He was too slow. This kind of speed spelled certain defeat in battle.
Qiao Mu looked at him. "What's your name?"
By now, the youth had already learned that Qiao Mu had just sold storage talismans. He looked at her full of reverence and stuttered, "My-my name is Zou Huan."
Qiao Mu nodded. She said directly, "You have a good foundation in talisman techniques. You should be able to become a true yellow-level talisman practitioner with proper training. Are you willing…"
"Mhm, mhm, mhm! I am, I am, I am willing!"
Qiao Mu was speechless.
She hadn't finished talking, yet the youth had already agreed eagerly to her request.