"Otherwise, how would you get out?" Beisitian countered without raising her head. She was never in the habit of surrendering and waiting to be rescued; she preferred self-reliance. She would never completely pin her hopes on others.
"Alright, I can take the opportunity to watch how you make talismans." Wei Zhongxun raised an eyebrow.
Normally, talisman making wasn't easy. He was considered the fastest in the Wei Family, yet it still took him twelve minutes—which was quite a decent record, given that the quality of the Xuan Talisman was maintained.
Now, Beisitian was going to make talismans in this pitch dark place, without pen, talisman paper, or talisman medium. He truly wanted to see how this expert would create talismans.
With the presence of people in the cramped space, Tian Zhi felt his fear dissipate considerably. Beisitian's calm demeanor from start to finish, and the fact that the one with the surname Wei wasn't panicking either, helped to steady his nerves.
