"Uncle Che, you have sharp eyes." Although I didn't want my family to worry about me, I had nowhere to hide at this point and could only lower my head and speak the truth, "I carelessly lost my Spiritual Eye, and he gave me his."
"Then... where did the Snake Lord go? He didn't return to the Snake Sect, did he?" Zhang Che lowered his voice to ask me.
Seeing me in tears, he passed me two tissues.
I took the tissues and wiped away my tears, silently vowing to myself never to cry again, "I don't know either."
"You two as a couple sure go through a lot." Zhang Che sighed lightly and handed me a book.
I took the old stitched book, "This is... what?"
"The Hand Seals of my branch of the Zhang Family." Zhang Che said blandly, "I heard that the old ancestor accepted you as a disciple, but it seems you haven't learned much skill yet."
