The one who touched her was a young man in a suit, with thick hair and wearing refined glasses, looking very serious, around eighteen years old.
"You filthy hooligan, you did it on purpose!" The woman in the cheongsam angrily shouted.
"No." The man shook his head.
"You, you did it on purpose!! Swear on the heavens!" The woman in the cheongsam shouted angrily again.
"...Alright! I admit, I did it on purpose." The man sighed.
"See! See! You filthy hooligan!"
"Alright, stop scolding. I'll give you this. Will this make you calm down?" The man said, taking out a Buddha bead, which emitted a faint glow and was evidently valuable.
The woman in the cheongsam, although not a cultivator, was knowledgeable enough. Seeing the Buddha bead, she immediately realized it was a treasure and happily accepted it, forgiving the man.
The man took out another Buddha bead and said, "Sister, I'll give you another bead, and then can I touch again?"
"You..."
