"Water Spirit Flute?" Luo Qianqian was startled. "Is that the name of the jade flute in the precious wooden box of Grandpa Kong?"
Jimo Xiao actually looked quite surprised. "You didn't know?"
"I've never seen it. Grandpa Kong said he'd carve a new one for me when he has the time..." Luo Qianqian blinked, too embarrassed to say that she was put off by the possibility that countless others' saliva might linger on the flute...
"So stingy, just like when you were a child." Jimo Xiao had a face full of disdain.
"Why aren't you with the Jimo Family?" Luo Qianqian asked curiously, watching Jimo Xiao start to carve into the Mo Yu with decisiveness that left her both awed and slightly terrified. But looking around at the many piles of materials, she wasn't particularly worried.
Jimo Xiao paused in his work. "Didn't Kid Kong tell you?"
Luo Qianqian shook her head. "Grandpa Kong doesn't usually talk about family matters, just reminisces about the past with my grandfather sometimes."
