"Really? I think so too."
Brother Dorian praised his own craftsmanship, and Fu Qian cooperated by lifting the doll and giving an honest review.
The workmanship was undoubtedly impressive, far superior to the legendary Needle Witch Wu Kelin.
The main issue now was that Doctor Dorian didn't seem to be boasting.
"Do you need a doctor, outsider?"
As expected, after the doll successfully piqued his interest, Dorian took the initiative to inquire about his purpose, sounding like he was soliciting customers.
The insight was undoubtedly accurate, but the reaction was a bit too similar to that of an old lady.
So, to the local inhabitants, does everything an outsider like me do seem ephemeral, like fleeting clouds?
To Doctor Dorian, am I just another stranger seeking medical consultation at the break of dawn?
Interesting.
The decision to gather more props was correct.
Fu Qian looked down at what he held in his hands.
