Chi Shuyan pulled off the two charred talismans on Xiao Ningjin and Wei Panyang's foreheads. When she pulled them off, the two of them saw with their own eyes that the talismans on their foreheads had turned black.
No matter how dumb they might be, they could make some guesses about the charred talismans, not to mention that they weren't stupid. They both sucked in sharp breaths at the thought that they might have become tangled up with some ghost thing. They couldn't calm down for a long time, and they didn't understand how they could have provoked such a thing at all!
Xiao Ningjin and Wei Panyang's eyes were filled with horror. When they spoke, their voices were choked with emotion.
"Master… Master Chi, what… what's wrong with me and Ning'er? And… Ah Hao… Is… Is he okay?" Wei Panyang's voice trembled. One could imagine the fear in his heart.
