"It's just... Grandpa, you have to believe that there are mysterious things in this world," Luo Qianqian said earnestly, taking a deep breath.
"Since there can be ghosts and demons, why not this? It's just... well, I'm quite capable... Actually, I'm not that special, Yan can use fire to make lotus flowers, but I can't, at most I can only make ice pillars."
"Is that what I'm talking about?!" Old Master Luo unceremoniously wrapped his arm around Luo Qianqian's neck, squinting his eyes slightly with a scrutinizing look on his face, "Since you have ice, why don't you put some in my and your grandma's room? Don't you know it's hot over here?"
Uh...
Luo Qianqian was momentarily at a loss for how to respond and could only stupidly stare at Old Master Luo, opening her mouth, and after a moment, helplessly said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'll send it to you later."
