"Tsk tsk, if Ling Di finds himself living next to a Vermilion Bird, he'll be absolutely thrilled, won't he? It's to the point where no one would believe him even if he bragged about it."
Jiang Yuan smiled as he hung an inconspicuous piece of Ink Jade on the bow of the ship.
The Menghua Treasure Ship emanated a misty spiritual energy and refreshing water vapor. Amid the opulent, jewel-encrusted bow, the small piece of Ink Jade was completely overshadowed, barely noticeable unless one looked closely.
Back when the Ink Jade Space accompanied Lin Chunsheng, it only had a shabby string, and the grime in its holes hadn't even been cleaned properly—its state couldn't have been more deplorable.
After arriving at the small courtyard, Hu Zhile specially made a fancy knot for it using colored cords and gold threads. Although the small piece of Ink Jade still had some flaws and wasn't as lustrous, at least it didn't look so cheap.
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