But Ji Jue was still sighing, waving his hands, wanting to refuse. "Ah, that's not what I meant."
"I know, I know, it's just a little token!"
"Ah↑ ah↓ ah↑"
Ji Jue tried to decline helplessly, but in the end, under the craftsman's insistent demand, he was forced to accept such a Blessed Creation as an apology gift, with nothing left to do but let out a light sigh:
"Alright, then. My bad."
Seeing that he was willing to graciously accept, the craftsman didn't care about heartache anymore; he directly dragged the student by the hair toward the infirmary, afraid that if he didn't move quickly, he might kill the student on the way.
Then, what followed was only natural.
Ji Jue said, "I think the ring is all right."
"Indeed," Ye Xian nodded.
...
"The gloves are mediocre, but there are two of them, so it'll do."
"Then let's make do. The earrings are quite good, and just add a piece of material of the same grade, and it'll be about right."
...
"This doesn't feel quite right."
