"All right, I don't blame you. I'll keep this jade and destroy it. I understand your intentions, and that's enough." As Jiang Siming spoke, he put the piece of jade away.
That kind of curse cast by a minor wizard had no effect on him at all.
"Thank you, sir. I was really afraid you'd be angry with me."
Seeing that Jiang Siming wasn't holding it against her, the girl finally relaxed.
"Sir, my name is Mia Vici. I messed up the gift this time, but don't worry. Once I make some money, I'll definitely prepare another gift for you."
Jiang Siming hadn't taken it to heart. He merely nodded.
He was actually quite interested in Mia's heterochromia, and an idea suddenly occurred to him.
If Mia learned the Eye of Truth, would she improve at an astonishing rate?
The Eye of Truth clearly stated that people with eyes different from ordinary people's could cultivate it twice as fast.
Of course, Jiang Siming was only thinking about it. Apart from his wife, children, and family, he never passed on his divine arts to anyone.
By then, the plane was nearly over Pudong.
Mia still wanted to speak with Jiang Siming, but she suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the plane.
She glanced at the passengers beside her. In her eyes, everyone else suddenly turned into black shadows.
Every passenger had become a miserable-looking figure, like an emissary returned from hell. Only Jiang Siming remained perfectly fine, as though nothing had happened.
Jiang Siming had already anticipated that she would scream, so he covered her mouth in advance.
"Sir, something's wrong. We—"
Mia frantically tried to explain her supernatural ability to Jiang Siming.
But Jiang Siming knew exactly what she wanted to say.
"You don't need to explain. I know.