Zhao Erbao only felt a chill at his brow, a cold sensation creeping into his mind like a living creature before disappearing into his body.
He shivered slightly, but the person across from him reassured, "Don't worry. It's just a gust of cold air. It will dissipate naturally in a few days. There's nothing to worry about."
Zhao Erbao wanted to weep but had no tears. This was a definitely a dreadful restriction, regardless of what was said!
Recalling his prior experience in the Illusory Realm, he shivered again and quickly expressed his position, "Senior, rest assured. From now on, whatever you say, I will do. I will not defy!"
Li Fan smiled and didn't respond.
He didn't lie. What had just been injected into Zhao Erbao was indeed just a chill produced by the Blue Flame Spirit.
It had no particular function, but it was enough to intimidate people.
The threats from others were far less terrifying than the uncertainties and fears in one's own mind.
