"Senior Sister Jiang, you can scold me, you can hit me, I'll take it!"
"But could you please change back first before you… AHH—"
Jiang Wanzhao couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense and slapped him again without even looking back.
However, it seemed she couldn't maintain her mature form for long. The moment before she swung her palm, she rapidly shrank, returning to her original appearance.
And Zhao Feixiong, sent flying once again, finally had a satisfied smile on his face.
The birthday banquet continued amidst laughter and cheer.
But Zou Feng was already growing distracted.
After all, no matter how he tried to console himself, he had only received a single talisman. The more he thought about it, the more it bugged him.
'Forget it. I'll just have to pick another Foundation Establishment Treasure myself.'
The moment the banquet ended, Zou Feng made his excuses and left.
On the way back, Zou Feng still stuck that talisman to his forehead.
