Blue Xinyao's fingertips had just touched the Dragon Scale Talisman when a wave of warmth coursed through them, carrying Ye Tianming's unique presence.
The Dragon Scale Talisman grew slightly warm in her palm, its flowing golden patterns wriggling like living creatures and casting ripples in the depths of her eyes.
For a moment, she actually found herself somewhat at a loss as to how to face Ye Tianming's sincere gaze.
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