One by one, figures descended from the trees around them, all with smiles on their faces, converging from all directions. There were a total of five cultivators. "Brother Zhang, none of us have ever met Brother Lin before."
"Manager Zhang, just to be safe, I have prepared an Image Recording Stone. It's placed in a tree nearby. Hold on for a second." Lin Yi flew to a nearby tree and retrieved a medium-grade spirit stone, which was carved with mysterious symbols, identical to the Image Recording Stones sold in the shops of Qing Yun City.
"You, even with the Image Recording Stone, why did you invite so many people to witness?" Zhang Yuan Cheng was rendered speechless. The stone could serve as evidence. Just inviting Li Yuan Qing to protect him would have been enough, but inviting so many people seemed redundant.
