Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.
Most of the Celestial Masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain had already gone home, leaving only a few behind with Tang.
Chen Qin sat to the side a bit bored, holding Li Yueqi's hand with one hand, pressing her fingertips, while the other hand fiddled with little Fuji, constantly comparing the different feels between the two.
After pinching for a long time, the junior sister felt that little Fuji was more enjoyable, she was soft and fun to pinch, quite amusing.
Meanwhile, Tang was watching a monk who was appraising that bracelet.
"Baby, have you figured it out?" Tang eagerly asked.
"Almost, almost, don't rush me." The monk replied lazily, "And also, stop calling me that. I'm not your sweetheart."
A big fat monk sat cross-legged on a cushion, holding the strange bracelet acquired from Xiao Teng.
As they say, every profession has its specialization. The Six Sects each have their expertise.
