Farm Girl's Manor

Xue Tuanzi’s words made Mo Yan even less willing to accept the inconspicuous little wooden box that Master Du Jie had given her. However, Master Du Jie seemed to ignore her refusal and stubbornly stretched out his hand holding the small wooden box before her, unwilling to take it back no matter what she said.

"Yanyan, this old monk has his reasons. If he’s giving you something, it must be significant. Just take it!" Seeing Mo Yan resolutely refusing to accept it, Xue Tuanzi was nervously pacing in the Ancient Jade Space, wishing it could jump out and accept it itself: "This could very well be our opportunity. You should take the old monk’s item, and find an opportunity to return it in the future."

Although it couldn’t see exactly what was inside the box, it could feel that whatever was inside was extremely important to it, and it would certainly regret it deeply if it missed this chance.

The persuasion from Xue Tuanzi put Mo Yan in quite a dilemma. To be honest, she was simply too timid; she was worried that if she accepted the wooden box from Du Jie, she would owe him a favor, and one day she might have to pay a steep price to repay it.

With the Ancient Jade Space in her hand, even though the space was against the norm, she had never been proud of it. She had always seen herself as an ordinary person, doing what she could to protect those she wanted to protect. She dared not contemplate anything beyond that, fearing the disappointment of not being able to accomplish it.

Seemingly understanding Mo Yan’s inner struggle, Master Du Jie’s expression remained unchanged, and his voice was still calm, "This item only fulfills its purpose in the Benefactor’s hands. In the possession of others, it is nothing but a lifeless object. The Benefactor should take it without concern."

Mo Yan, feeling exposed, blushed slightly and after much hesitation, ultimately succumbed to Master Du Jie’s insistence and Xue Tuanzi’s persuasion, accepting the small wooden box with seriousness.

It’s strange to say, but although the small wooden box seemed utterly ordinary, the cool temperature it gave off to the touch was completely different from that of a normal wooden box. A faint fragrance emitted from the box was so enticing that Mo Yan thought she was mistaken. She brought the box closer and sniffed, discovering indeed that the fragrance emanated from the wooden box itself.

The fragrance was peculiar, unlike anything she knew. The box alone was this mysterious, so the contents must be even more extraordinary. Curiosity got the better of Mo Yan, and she couldn’t help but ask, "Master Du Jie, may I know what is inside this box?"