Yun Kuang stayed home obediently for two days. Of course, he wasn't idle during those days; he locked himself in the room to learn how to draw talismans.
The bad luck talisman was ineffective, so he decided to draw a Truth Talisman.
After all, according to Sister Liu, that little girl was adept at sweet-talking and pleasing people. Elderly folks like Grandpa, and not-so-bright ones like the younger uncle, were the most easily enchanted by kind words.
In contrast, wouldn't his simple, kind, and straightforward sister seem rather unlikable?
What they didn't know was that honest advice is hard to hear... His sister surely must be disliked because she's too straightforward.
He complained as he studied the art of drawing talismans.
A few days later, Yun Kuang finally left his room, while Yun Qi was quietly reading a children's picture book.
She was a tiny bundle, wearing a pink strawberry dress, sandals on her feet, her little legs swinging, "Uncle, I want to hear this one."
