Jiaojiao raised her hand, touched it, and then asked in surprise, "Brother Xi, did you really weave this?"
Xiu Xi nodded, looking a bit apprehensive and nervous.
He was good at hunting, but making something this delicate was truly challenging for him. So this poorly-made Luck Rope had taken him a lot of time and many wasted strings to finally complete.
"Do you like it?" Seeing that Jiaojiao hadn't spoken a word after asking, Xiu Xi had to ask himself.
"Yes!" Jiaojiao nodded, smiling and touched it, words of praise flowing out as if they didn't cost a thing: "Brother Xi's weaving is the most unique, I really like it."
Only then did Xiu Xi show a bit of a smile, unable to suppress his pride, and he took upon himself the responsibility of making all the future Luck Ropes: "From now on, I'll weave them for you."
As for others, they could take a rest.
"Sure." Jiaojiao smiled, took another sip of red date tea, and continued reading.
