Watching as the long knife in Jiang Shouzhong's hand sometimes disappeared and sometimes appeared, magically like a magic trick, Leng Jing's eyes widened. "Jiang Mo, how did you do that? It's amazing."
Jiang Shouzhong pointed to the leaves in the crystal box. "Try picking it up."
Although magical treasures were tempting, it was ultimately the effort of a young girl, and even with thick-skinned Jiang Shouzhong, he felt it was inappropriate to monopolize everything.
Leng Jing carefully pinched the leaf.
However, strangely, the leaf had no reaction to her.
Jiang Shouzhong looked puzzled and asked the girl, "Do you feel a breath merging into your acupuncture points?"
"Acupuncture points?"
Leng Jing was taken aback and shook her head. "No."
The green leaf in her hand remained lush and crystal clear.
This was strange... Could it be that the treasure had no effect on this girl?