Lin Ming was baffled. 'Could it be that someone used a Secret Technique to launch a sneak attack on me today, and this Blood Talisman blocked it, which is why it was destroyed?'
'That's impossible, too. If someone really had that kind of ability, able to erase the Blood Talisman without me even noticing, they'd have to be an Innate Expert. Killing me would be child's play for someone like that, and besides, Zhu Yan and the Tenth Prince could never afford to hire them.'
Lin Ming truly couldn't figure out what had happened. He had no choice but to set the Soft Armor aside and go to bed.
Perhaps due to his exhaustion, Lin Ming slept soundly.
