A nearby Lingxi flower opened its spiritual orifice, and the people who could see the strange things had white faces and chickens pecking at the rice. The people who came behind were still thinking about Master Zuo’s great prestige, and how he could convince everyone with just one word of gentle laughter.
As one of them is touched by the consonance flower.
“ah–!”
Zuo Si glanced over.
“……Forehead.”
After a while, another “Dog!” was silenced.
There were exclamations from behind from time to time.
Zuo Si also went from envy, jealousy, and irritability to numbness.
Suddenly, the wind direction of the surrounding Lingxi flowers changed.
He looked towards Shen Lang.
The young man’s expression was dull, as if he were in a dream, and a dark light appeared between his eyebrows.
Kai Ling!
The spiritual flower in the air came towards his eyebrows.
The disciples of Si Yefu around Shen Lang were shocked by this scene.
“Master Zuo, senior brother, what’s going on?” Shen Hou asked continuously.
“Good thing.” Zuo Si smiled half-heartedly.
A good thing is a good thing, but if you carry a magic weapon to activate your spirit, it is not certain whether this magic weapon will cause rebellion.
He waited for a good show, but the magic weapon remained quiet until the boy’s spiritual awakening was completed. His eyes were clear and there was no sign of trouble.
Zuo Si soon thought of the reason, and whispered through gritted teeth at a volume that only he could hear, “Now I kind of believe that you are a mortal native. None of the parents in Lingzhou take such good care of their children!”
After waking up, Shen Lang turned around and told Shen Hou and the others, “We don’t need so many people here. You guys will take people to look around Master Mi’s mansion. If the housekeeper agrees, you can go in.”
Shen Hou was able to clear the way with just one click and lead the team away.
Their voices were deliberately lowered, and the people who were some distance away did not hear them clearly. They only saw some Siye Mansion disciples leaving.
Zuo Si glanced at Shen Lang, who noticed it and worried about upsetting him, so he whispered: “Master Zuo, are you going back too? I will take care of you here.”
“You take care of it, can you take care of it?” Zuo Si smiled lightly, with sarcastic eyes, then turned his head and ignored him.