Amon spent an entire day learning how to use the low-tier ancient-grade talisman given by Xuan Ming.
"I'm impressed by your learning speed. Are you sure you are not an expert-level talisman master?" Xuan Ming asked.
Amon ignored the praise. It meant nothing to him. He looked at the large talisman in his hand. He only learned about activating it in theory, but he was certain there would be no problem when he did it for real. He stored the talisman in his black space ring.
"You sure you don't want to kill me?" Xuan Ming asked before Amon stepped outside.
"You keep asking that. Do you want to die so much?" Amon asked.
Xuan Ming smiled. "Never mind then. I will take it that fate still has something in store for me."
Amon scoffed at the remark and walked outside. Xan Chi and Fen Nu were still waiting out there.
"What the hell are you two talking about for one whole day?" Xan Chi asked.
