The token is textureless, has no weight at all, and is light and has a sense of inferior toys bought at a street stall in the town hall.

Although it may be the drunken words that Mr. Mo said after drinking too much, Hua Lei still sincerely thanked this elder who had always cared about him: "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

The blind man put down the wine glass in his hand and said slowly to Hua Lei: "Xiaohua, after you go to Qinggao College this time, grandpa and Mr. Mo will live in Baishui Township for a while. If you don't get into the college, you can go to Baishui Township to find me."

Before Hua Lei could speak, Mr. Mo started yelling: "If you don't pass the exam, you will be able to pass the sign. The master is so high... hiccup..."

Hua Lei looked at the drunken old man Mo with some helplessness and thought to himself: "It seems that this brand is indeed unreliable. I just said that I would just hand over the brand, and the effort of a glass of wine turned out to be unable to pass the brand. Fortunately, I have already opened the spiritual key and I still have the confidence to pass the exam."

He nodded to the blind man and said, "Grandpa, don't worry about me, I am confident that I will be admitted to Qinggao College."

"Get a break early, you have to set off early tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, Grandpa, you eat slowly, I'll go back to the room to rest first."

Seeing Hua Lei leave the front hall, the blind man sighed quietly.

Mr. Mo looked at Xiaohua leaving, his eyes clear, without the drunkenness he had just said to the blind man: "Don't sigh, it's not that I don't want to send him to school directly, but that I'm not willing to show up for fear of trouble."

Seeing that the blind man did not respond, Mr. Mo continued to comfort him: "Although Huaer is still young, she is no longer inferior to any adult in dealing with people and responding to emergency situations. And she has opened her spiritual orifices. Even if I don't go, I can still enter school with my token. It will be a matter of time before I can eliminate hidden diseases."

The blind man drank a glass of wine silently, looked at Old Mo with white eyes that had neither dark eyes nor pupils and said, "I'm not worried about him. It's just that I only follow the will of heaven in my life. But this time I can't guess it through heaven."

Mr. Mo picked up the wine glass and drank it all, and gave the blind man a blank look and muttered: "Are all fortune tellers pretending like you?"
Chapter completed!