Zhu Si eventually gave the warlock a leaf from the Mystical Grain, tying it to his wrist with a short piece of red string to serve as temporary protection for Zheng Qing during his time in the World in the Mirror.
But she also warned him:
"The Mystical Grain wood cannot prevent the fairies in the mirrors from draining your soul. At best, it can only help you block the voices or images in this world that bewitch you."
"That's already quite good." Zheng Qing raised his hand, looking at the leaf on his wrist glowing with a faint red light, and sincerely praised it.
He felt that most students at First University couldn't do what this little girl had achieved.
Thinking of the school outside, Zheng Qing couldn't help but think of a few other little wizards about Zhu Si's age—including Li Meng, Lin Guo, and Little Fox Su Ya from Greenhill Mansion.
He thought these kids should be able to play together.
"I'm leaving… What about you?"
