This was a gesture of taking something out of a pocket and showing it to Shu Guan.
The problem was, in Shu Guan's eyes, Yang Ruijun's hand had nothing in it at the moment.
"This is the brush. I showed it to my parents, but they couldn't see it. Then I showed it to some other ordinary people, and they couldn't see it either."
"But I haven't shown it to other cultivators. Mr. Shu, can you see the brush in my hand?"
...I can't see it either...
A strong trace of exotics flashed in Shu Guan's eyes.
He couldn't see it, and even on Yang Ruijun's hand, he couldn't detect a trace of spiritual power fluctuation.
If there really was a magical treasure in Yang Ruijun's hand, then this treasure could not only hide its own form but also hide its spiritual energy.
"Brother, there really is a brush in her hand!"
At this moment, Xiaoyi's voice rang in Shu Guan's mind.
"How is it, Xiaoyi, can you see it?"
Shu Guan asked in surprise.
