Xia Wanyuan carefully looked at the safety amulet in her hand again. It was the most ordinary style, but the words on it made Xia Wanyuan's heart surge.
This flick was very similar to the literary habits of the scholars of the Great Xia Dynasty. The ancient charm was filled with familiar details.
"Where did you buy this thing?" Xia Wanyuan looked at Lu Li and handed her the safety amulet.
"It's at the night market. Sister Xia, if you like it, I'll buy another pile for you?" Lu Li glanced at the safety amulet. Other than the words being quite beautiful, there was nothing special about it. Why did it suddenly attract Xia Wanyuan's interest?
"Bring me there." Xia Wanyuan was a little puzzled where these things came from.
