As the slightly sloppy paper got stamped with a red seal, Little Bee's heart shattered.
Whether looking at it directly, from the side, or upside down, Little Bee's heart grew colder the more he looked.
Every word on the paper seemed to silently mock him:
It's targeting you, what can you do about it!
Ning An was quite satisfied with Little Bee's expression, clapped his hands, and set the paper upright.
Did Elder An really think Ning An got nothing from his wish?
This little seal was forcibly given to him by Ma Baoguo before he left.
Ma Baoguo's exact words at the time:
"A big tree draws the wind; even if your Changchun Temple hasn't encountered any great dragons, it's bound to attract troublesome little ghosts. With this, you can feel more at ease."
Ning An wasn't too concerned at the time.
After all, people who understood this seal generally had to be somewhat cultured.
In the common perception, cultured people usually have quite high qualities.
