Long needle....this is no longer just a difference between Eastern and Western cultures, right.
Sui Yi's expression paused briefly, then calmly said: "If someday we return, someone might like these things."
Flower Demon and Gong Jiu seem to especially like such trinkets.
Hell's Wan Ge understood and calmly said, "You Chinese people are indeed strange, liking needles is one thing, but liking such thick needles?"
Such thick...needles?
"Uh...this is a hairpin, an ancient Chinese ornament used by women to insert into their hair..."
"You Chinese people like to stick thick needles into your foreheads?"
Honestly, seeing someone as aloof as Hell's Wan Ge seriously talking like this, Sui Yi felt like laughing a bit inside, so she indeed curled the corner of her mouth.
The mocking intention was obvious, causing Hell's Wan Ge to frown: "What are you laughing at."
"You still have the leisure to laugh when the poison in your body hasn't been completely resolved after nine months?"
