Especially when it was towards some particular person, it was practically tailored just to suit him!
Even when he knew that the item was "ill gotten gains", the little old man could not bear to let go of the "treasure".
Jun Wu Xie had initially intended to dump the item onto the little old man and then forget about the whole thing. But now that she had proclaimed it to be the race's treasured heirloom, if she were to say that she didn't want it back, it might not sound right and hence she just nodded her head without saying anything much.
So, the little old man then treated the few pieces of papers like they were completely priceless treasures, stacking them neatly together and even wrapping them up properly before slipping the package before his chest.
The corners of Jun Wu Xie's mouth twitched slightly. If the little old man knew that those two pieces of paper were something she had carelessly scribbled, it was wondered what he would think.
