''A hairpin?'' Shun Fen's childish voice was full of surprise but her lively eyes lit up as she looked at the silver hairpin in Shun Long's hands.
Although the young girl wasn't a cultivator and was merely a 13-year-old mortal, she had spent the last 3 days sitting diligently by Shun Long's side, observing the entire process of the hairpin's creation every step of the way.
She had only left the courtyard to drink a few sips of water and stuff her mouth with some food from the main hall before rushing back.
Now, staring at the small silver hairpin that Shun Long was holding, Shun Fen could no longer contain her elation as she hugged her elder brother and said cheerfully
''Thank you, brother! I will make sure to treasure it!''
Patting the young girl's head, Shun Long placed the silver hairpin in one of Shun Fen's pigtails and said with a smile
''Fenfen, no matter where you go in the future, make sure to carry this hairpin with you.''
