'What a powerful aura!' Ye Tian was stunned. He couldn't understand how the small, red paper talisman in Qin Lin's hand could emit such a terrifyingly dangerous presence.
"Gods, that's a Bursting Fire Talisman! To think Qin Lin actually has a Bursting Fire Talisman—that's something that costs tens of thousands of Spirit Stones! Ye Tian is a dead man for sure this time!" someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim.
This was the first time Ye Tian had ever heard of the so-called Bursting Fire Talisman. It was no surprise he was so uninformed; having grown up in a branch of the Ye Family, there was much he didn't know. But right now, he sensed grave danger.
A smug smile appeared on Qin Lin's face, as if the pain racking his body had vanished. As long as he could kill Ye Tian, this small amount of suffering was nothing.
"Let's see you survive this, Ye Tian!" Qin Lin roared, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the red paper talisman hurtling toward him.
