Gu Qiaoqiao quickly opened the door to welcome her little uncle inside, and then brewed tea for him.
Little Uncle was as dignified as the Immortals above, and she held him in reverence. She thought, if she could have met Little Uncle earlier in that life, perhaps none of this tragedy would have happened.
But this thought disappeared as quickly as it had come.
Because she knew that thinking like this was selfish; perhaps fate was already predestined.
Gu Qiaoqiao sat quietly across from her little uncle, looked at him calmly, and softly asked, "Little Uncle, is there something you want to discuss with me?"
Gu Junbai nodded.
Then, with a slight motion of his hand, a white, gleaming object appeared in his palm, resembling both a pearl and a glutinous rice ball. Though it looked beautiful, Gu Qiaoqiao did not know what it was.
With a questioning glance at Gu Junbai, he softly said, "Qiaoqiao, I specifically found this for you. It's called Soul Condensing Pills."
