The others exchanged peculiar looks.
Because Yu Xuan had just pulled out… an old looking broom.
"Xuan'er…" Lingluo called softly. But her tone was anything but gentle.
Her eyes gleamed dangerously, her aura starting to ripple through the air.
"…What is this?" she asked, voice sweet yet dripping with imminent murder.
Yu Xuan froze for a heartbeat, his mind flashing back to the morning.
When he and Ming Tianmei had gone out to buy sweets, he'd made a quick stop at a familiar shop, [Odd Gadgets of Cultivators].
And that's where he'd seen this broom.
Yu Xuan, realizing he'd completely forgotten to prepare a gift, bought it in a rush, convincing himself that a thoughtful intent mattered more than the gift itself.
Knowing the birthday but forgetting to buy gifts was an absurd but valid reason, according to him.
Now, facing his sister's deathly aura, Yu Xuan cleared his throat and put on his most serious expression.
