"Um... Fellow Daoist, can we leave now?" the old man asked cautiously.
It was no wonder he was so careful; Lü Zhong was a bit frightening.
His cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, and on top of that, he had mastered multiple Magic Skills that only Sect Disciples were supposed to learn. He was clearly no ordinary Loose Cultivator. If he had any wicked ideas, the two of them, grandfather and grandson, would meet their end here today.
Lü Zhong didn't speak, just watched them with a faint, unreadable smile.
Only when cold sweat began to bead on the man's forehead did he flip his hand over, revealing a stack of Evil Exorcism Talismans. He said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, there's a problem with this notebook, isn't there? If you tell me the hidden secret, these five Evil Exorcism Talismans are yours."
'Phew, that scared me to death!'
The old man had almost collapsed on the spot, held up only by the thought of protecting his grandson.
