By now, the ministers were beginning to waver. If things continued like this, refusing to choose one might bring disaster down on their heads.
The Minister of Works had been itching all over just now, and it had not looked like an act.
Those few frantic scratches had left the Minister of Works's neck red.
The moment he chose that whatever-kini, he was cured!
Official Jian really did have quite a few tricks up her sleeve!
If they refused to choose, would Official Jian summon Great-Grandma?!
Big System: [Nan Nan, why was the Minister of Works itching?]
Jian Ruonan: [I patted some Itch Powder onto him. As soon as he picked one, I patted on the antidote.]
Big System: [Nan Nan, you're so clever!]
Jian Ruonan: [Hehe~~]
Dantai Mo, who had heard every word: [...]
He had known it.
Dantai Mo lowered his head to glance at the Facekini in his hand. The Fifth Miss had plenty of good things, but this really was not one of them.
Seeing the ministers waver, Jian Ruonan happily handed out the Facekinis she held.
The Minister of Justice gave them a disdainful look. "Official Jian, I saw you had other patterns just now."
Although the ones she had put away were not much better, their colors were far more subdued and elegant.
Unlike these bright reds, greens, and purples. He simply could not put one on his head!
Jian Ruonan counted on her fingers. "Those colors were too pale to suppress evil spirits, so I already returned them to Shakyamuni."
The plain-colored Facekinis: Hmph! You barely spared me a glance before, and now I'm out of your league!
Jian Ruonan generously took out her purse for everyone to see. "Look, they're all gone."
Everyone craned their necks to look. Sure enough, the purse