"Just now, it seemed you were rather dismissive of my Magic Artifact," Wang Hao said. "May I ask if you hold some greater insight?"
As soon as Lin Shengyun finished speaking, every gaze in the room turned to Wang Hao, and the group of old fellows began whispering among themselves—
"What's the deal with this Wang Hao? That's the Donghuang Bell of Saint Yun Venerable we're talking about, a name with immense fame in the circle, and he appears quite dismissive?"
"That's the arrogance of ignorance! It's said that the Donghuang Bell can ward off evil, dispel disasters, trap ghosts, slay demons—extremely formidable!"
"Now this is a big deal. Daring to show such disrespect to the Donghuang Bell, he's in deep trouble!"
The elders buzzed with gossip, and soon the entire venue fell silent. At that moment, Lin Shengyun spoke again, "Young man, why are you quiet now? If you have some greater insight, why not share it with us all?"
