C39 Don't Force Me to Kill You
"Sir, are you drawing a talisman or a talisman?"
Aadong looked at the simplified version of the Mandarin Grass that Su Yin wrote on the paper. She did not recognize a single one of them. It looked like a talisman or a painting at the same time.
Su Yin was stunned for a moment. She frowned and asked Aadong, "You. .
