C364 A Direct Disciple of the Fu Clan

While Zifeng was drawing the talisman, he could vaguely feel waves of strong mental energy fluctuations coming from the south corner of the third floor of the Nebula Pavilion. The so-called expert must be hiding here.

Fifty Soaring Wind Talismen were drawn in an instant. The matter of compensation had been settled, and Geh Yinyi and the others had no intention of continuing to pester him