Master Hao Yuan's expression softened further as he took out a small brocade bag from his body.
It looked no bigger than the palm of a hand, seemingly ordinary, but felt as heavy as a thousand gold when held.
Su Li was overwhelmed, with her back bending under the weight, unexpectedly causing her to stumble and fall.
Master Hao Yuan seemed to have anticipated this, his large palms promptly covering Su Li's, the heat from his hands permeating deeply, warming her entire heart with a shy warmth.
"You..." Su Li blushed at the right moment, feeling ashamed: "...I'm so useless."
Master Hao Yuan's heart stirred, yet he maintained a calm demeanor as solid as Mount Tai, squinting slightly, "It was my oversight."
"The Qiankun Bag, though it seems delicate and ordinary, is actually vast inside, capable of holding the world."
"Let me gift this to you; it contains all my precious collections accumulated over the years."
Su Li: "It's too valuable."
