The old man looked at Mu Qingge with a smile, and Mu Qingge was very curious in her heart.
Tonight, it was clear that this old man used stones to lead her here. Who is this old man? What is his intention in bringing her here?
"Old man, what does this mean?" Mu Qingge slightly smiled and bent down to place the stone in her hand on the steps under the eaves.
The old man was the lamp-watch elder. His gaze moved lightly from the pile of stones Mu Qingge placed to her, and he spoke with a smile: "Naturally, I find you an interesting little fellow, calling you over for a chat."
Mu Qingge's mouth twitched; she was rendered somewhat speechless by this reason.
"Old man, I have matters to attend to, so I won't disturb you." Mu Qingge said, intending to take her leave.
However, as she turned, the lamp-watch elder suddenly spoke: "If I am not mistaken, you possess five Spirit Roots, correct?"
Mu Qingge's eyes flashed; she turned back to look at the elder again.
