Chapter 214: Wooden Hairpin!

"You're sure?" Atreus Lyson held two leaves between his fingers. The leaves carried a faint trace of Fire Attribute Spiritual Power. Worn in winter, they could ward off the cold. If you were a cultivator, you could even absorb and refine the Spiritual Power inside. But the other party did not look like a Martial Artist, and he did not feel like a cultivator either. *Was there some other path of cultivation I don't know about?* "Trust me. You won't regret it." Hermoine winked at him, playful as...