Zuzi and Xi Rubao wandered around the mall and found nothing.
"The things here... lack a bit of Spiritual Energy." Zuzi was not very satisfied.
Xi Rubao hesitated and said, "Sis, don't elderly folks usually like antiques and jade? How about... I make a painful sacrifice and give the tourmaline bead to Grandpa..."
Hearing this, Fu Xiqin immediately got nervous, clutching the tourmaline bead hanging around his neck tightly.
Yesterday, Ancestor gave a bead to Little Grass Fish, and one to him.
He would not give it to anyone, definitely not!
Seeing how Xi Rubao was indeed reluctant, Zuzi waved her hand with a smile, "No need to sacrifice, what's given to you is yours. As for tonight's birthday gift, we'll talk about it later."
While they were chatting, they ran into Gu Shiyin's group, who had just come out of an antique calligraphy and painting shop.
