When Ji Yang hung up the lucky bag, Mu Siyin quickly hid again.
If she went out now, Yang Yang would definitely be very embarrassed.
She had to find a way to find out whose name Yang Yang had hung up.
Secretly watching Ji Yang leave in another direction, Mu Siyin hurriedly ran over and asked the old man.
“Sir, can I ask what name the girl wrote on the Brocade Stick?”
Mu Siyin, Shi Beiyu, and the others had all hung their lucky bags here. Furthermore, their identities were special, so he naturally knew who she was.
“This...”
Seeing the old man’s hesitation, Mu Siyin quickly explained, “Sir, don’t worry. I don’t mean any harm. That Girl was my good sister just now. I just want to know if I can help her with anything.”
The old man was a little helpless. “Since young Madam has asked, it’s not good for me not to answer. But... It’s not a gentleman’s doing to secretly tell others about the Blessed One’s privacy. I can only tell you one word.”
