She placed the small ball on Ji San's bed.
Ji San stared blankly at the small ball on the bed.
What's this for?
Ji San cast a curious glance at her.
Not understanding why this sister was covered in blood, appearing in the room in the middle of the night, and why she was showing off the clay pellet bell.
Truly a bizarre act.
Su Jing did not pay any attention to her, instead, she took out from her bundle, one by one, a paddle drum, sugar figurines, kongzhu, shadow puppets, Kongming locks, nine-linked rings...
Before long, Ji San's bed was piled up like a small mountain.
Taking out the last item, pale fingers tapped on the wooden rabbit in Ji San's hands, a fair face bent down close to her eyes, and the ink-black pupils stared straight at her, "I will trade these things for this rabbit."
It was clearly a proposition for negotiation, yet she stated it with an unyielding tone that brooked no discussion.
