“I just thought of the method recently.”

The old beggar sat down and looked sideways at Ling Li, “Do you remember the rune I painted for you that year?”

Ling Li nodded, “Of course, I do.”

Although when painting the rune for him, the old beggar was nagging like a play, the temperament inadvertently revealed by the elder sitting in front of him at this moment proved that the rune was not painted casually.

The old beggar smiled ...