The First Complainant

Lin Mo's curiosity got the better of him, and he leaned forward, his professional smile giving way to genuine intrigue. "If I may ask, how exactly did the Spirit Tress Comb play a crucial role in your senior disciples' mission?"

The female disciple chuckled nervously, glancing at her companions, who also seemed amused by the memory.

"It's a bit embarrassing, really. You see, they were tasked with recovering an artifact stolen by a group of bandits. During the battle, one of our senior sisters had the… innovative idea to use the comb not just for its intended purpose but to enhance her agility."

Lin Mo blinked. "Enhance agility? With a comb?"