With her wrist held in his hand, Luo Qingge felt that warm power flowing into her body and soul. As she listened to his scolding, reproachful yet unable to conceal his concern, warmth and hurt welled up together in her heart.
She sniffled and defended herself softly, her voice still catching. "I... I wasn't wandering around alone. I came with Mingxiao to the Ghost Market to buy things for dealing with traps that we might need when we go treasure hunting on Mount Yangluo... We never meant to venture this deep into the Carefree Cave. It was... I heard someone at the Ghost Tower was selling a rare Earthcore Fire Jade Ganoderma today, so I... I wanted to take a look."
As she spoke, she moved her free hand behind her waist with some difficulty and untied a dust-stained brocade bundle. Carefully, she took out something contained in a cold jade box and held it out before Lu Changfeng, lifting tearful eyes to him, her gaze clear and stubborn:
"I heard... that to reach a higher level in the Shennong Glazed Glass Art you practice, you need rare treasures of heaven and earth... This Earthcore Fire Jade Ganoderma... might... be useful to you."
The jade box opened a crack, releasing an unusual medicinal fragrance, pure, mellow, and warm.
Inside, he could just make out a flame-shaped ganoderma, crystalline and crimson.
"..."
Lu Changfeng looked at the medicinal treasure, clearly worth a small fortune, then at the stubborn expression on Luo Qingge's face-the resolve that had led her to brave such terrible danger to find it. Words of reproach reached his lips, but he could not utter a single one.
His grip on her hand tightened slightly, and the True Qi he channeled into her grew gentler and more sustained.
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