Qiao Mu maintained her icy demeanor as she glanced down at Jin Chaoyang, who lay sprawled on the ground. Her gaze bore into his face for the sake of someone else. "Do you all believe that a jade talisman can serve only one purpose, either as a first-stage attack or for defensive support?"
/Such a colossal misconception!/
Ever since the activation of the ninth jade talisman in the Golden Talisman Jade Tome, her proficiency in crafting talismans had elevated from a black-level perfected practitioner to an earth-level entry-rank.
/Was a mere yellow-level talisman practitioner foolishly standing in her way, only to be put in his place like a misbehaving child?/
Qiao Mu had no inclination to continue this discussion, so she turned away and strolled over to Mo Lian.
The crowd hastened to retreat, with Chao Yang Jin not daring to meet anyone's gaze again.
