C147 A Blind Prisoner

"What a powerful illusion technique." Taoist Qu, who was watching from above, couldn't help but nod in praise.

"That Xiu fellow does have some ability, but unfortunately, his brain isn't normal." The goatee appeared behind Taoist Qu. In his tone, he seemed to resent the short man.

Taoist Qu didn't know if he should follow the goatee's words.

"With your help," Ding Ling said