A beam of light shot out from the list, scanned it once, and then trembled slightly, not showing any words for a long time.
Wang Ba frowned slightly.
At this moment, a cautious voice suddenly came from outside the quiet room:
"Taoist Friend Taiyi, I am the guardian of the treasure chamber. I wonder if I could have a word with you?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba instinctively glanced at the armband hanging on the list and immediately understood, softly saying:
"Please come in."
He raised his hand to open the door of the quiet room. An elderly man with long whiskers, wearing a cloud-patterned reddish-brown robe, stood outside the quiet room, greeted Wang Ba with a gesture, and carefully walked in.
As soon as he entered, his gaze involuntarily fell on the Dao Treasure armband on the list page, and a look of mixed delight flashed in his eyes.
However, he did not forget his purpose and quickly spoke to Wang Ba:
