In the valley shrouded in magical mist, Old Mo was humming a little tune, examining a glittering ring with a magnifying glass.
Suddenly, with a "whoosh," something rushed out of the mist.
Old Mo was so startled that his hand trembled, and he almost threw the ring away.
"Cough, cough—"
Yu Xiangnan raised his hand and waved, looking unusually disheveled. He coughed violently a few times, raising choking dust and filling the air with a murky mist.
This teleportation is so unreliable!
Luckily, she reacted in time, otherwise she would have fallen face-first to the ground.
Old Mo stared wide-eyed at Yu Xiangnan, who was getting up covered in dust, and said, "Where did you come from, little girl? You almost scared this old man to death!"
Yu Xiangnan straightened his clothes and said, "That's not important."
"Master Mo, I have come here specifically to discuss an important matter. I have recently opened a collection pavilion, which gathers rare and precious treasures from all over the world."
"But the appraisal of this collection is of utmost importance. After much consideration, I believe that only your professional expertise and high moral standing in the entire industry are capable of undertaking this important task. Therefore, I earnestly request that you assume the position of appraiser."
Upon hearing this, Old Mo's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
However, he quickly regained his senses, his brows furrowed slightly, and his head shook rapidly like a rattle: "No, no! I'm perfectly content in this little world, enjoying tea and my favorite things every day. Your affairs are too complicated, and I don't want to get involved. I'd rather just live my peaceful life."
Yu Xiangnan seemed to have anticipated his refusal, and his smile widened.
"Are you really not going to reconsider?"
"Not considering it."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure!"
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