Zhao Changhe had mentioned this casually when he seemingly remembered something. He leisurely took out a piece of Heavenly Book Silk and methodically wiped himself with it.
The blind man: "?"
San Niang Xia Chichi watched his actions, astounded, "You... This is the Heavenly Book, and you're using it for this?"
"Ah?" Zhao Changhe was even more surprised, "Isn't the Heavenly Book meant to be used for this? Without its help, how could I be so brave, right?"
The blind man: "..."
Xia Chichi could hardly keep from laughing and crying, "In the past wasn't it made of gold foil? Now that it's turned into silk, it's more convenient for you to do this, right?"
Zhao Changhe said, "Even if it were still made of gold foil, I would do the same..."
Xia Chichi: "..."
San Niang pinched him in annoyance, "You haven't finished talking about the stuff from earlier! Why are you changing the subject!"
Zhao Changhe shook his head, "Actually, I've finished."
