In the pavilion of the small courtyard in Chao Feng Alley, Chen Mu sat at the stone round table, scratching his head.
Seeing more of oneself would result in being struck by lightning? This secret technique was even more absurd than someone getting pregnant from being glared at.
Chen Mu had to carefully recall the previous scene, and after a while, he finally noticed some leads.
"Originally, the Truth Listening Divine Power seemed to have heard a sound similar to the buzzing of a mosquito."
"Moreover, that sound seemed to appear around me!" Chen Mu immediately narrowed his eyes.
"That short middle-aged man meant no good, he was planning to cast some kind of secret technique on me!" he suddenly realized.
It was a secretive and slight technique, most likely a type of marking technique. Yet before the technique had taken effect on him, the Five Thunders Spell had already reacted, killing the man first.
He looked at the flickering arc of lightning on his palm, frowning.
