A deafening silence fell.
Luo Ming looked at Huo Ling from the ground. "That person… he is a good person, although I don't know what he wanted the content of the book about." He spoke. "But, knowing he wasn't the one who started this… he is good." He said and looked at Huo Ling. Then, he looked at Yi Bing. Because he was blinded by anger earlier, he didn't notice the strangeness of the two. Now, he saw it. "… so you were his…" he muttered.
"Disciples." Yi Bing spoke and pointed his sword on Luo Ming's neck.
Luo Ming didn't feel fear nor anger and he just laughed. He knows that Yi Bing doesn't want him to say anything, and since he is grateful to that visitor, he didn't say anything. "We don't have a protection talisman." He spoke.
"Huh?" they spoke.
