An enclosed cabin on a ship.
A group of naive new disciples in the world of cultivation.
Three not-so-friendly senior brothers.
Zheng Fa was very skeptical of the intentions of these three men.
It wasn't just him; the expressions of the other new disciples looking at these three senior brothers were all somewhat doubtful.
They weren't foolish either; these three had not behaved this way before.
The chubby senior brother didn't get angry at their expressions; he simply waved his hand and a stack of books flew to the front of Zheng Fa and the others.
"There's no proof in just words, but since you've all joined the Jiushan Sect, most of you should have learned some talismanic magic, and I trust you have some discernment," he said quite confidently: "After reading the books, you'll know that what I say is true."
Seeing him so sure of himself, Zheng Fa actually became a bit interested in Master Zhang's Discussion on Talismans.
