"Yin Yang Talisman Diagram?"
Zheng Fa and Tang Lingwu looked at each other, both seeing confusion on the other's face.
Isn't it so that his Dream Charm should have exhausted its effects already?
Old Man Bai saw their expressions, pursed his lips, sat on a chair, kicked his legs out, tilting the chair backwards so it rested on just two legs. Leaning back, he looked up at the sky—
Without uttering a word, yet as if he had said everything that was boastful.
"In the future, the books of our sect should clearly state, that I, in truth, have comprehended the dao in a dream, and have come to an epiphany about the origins of Yin and Yang."
"… Sir Bai!"
Tang Lingwu looked at him with an expression that seemed to tease their curiosity, and she softly chided.
Old Man Bai glanced at her and waved them closer.
"Want to know?"
"Yes!"
"Give me your hand."
Tang Lingwu looked a bit puzzled but obediently reached out with her right hand.
Old Man Bai turned to Zheng Fa, saying, "Yours."
