Xu Xinghan, witnessing this scene, a glint flashed in his eyes, and his gaze towards Qin Yang became even more respectful. Qin Shao is indeed a master.
He could see that Qin Shao was not an Ancient Martial Artist. Of course, with Xu Xinghan's tact, he wisely refrained from asking more questions.
On the redwood box, an icy white seal was outlined by Qin Yang, emanating an icy gleam, appearing quite mysterious.
"Sealed Spirit!"
Qin Yang's gaze was fixed on the redwood box, his finger made the final touch, and then he withdrew.
Buzz~!
The icy white seal trembled, flashing a bright light, and after a breath or two, the icy white light retracted, and the seal sank into the redwood box, disappearing.
However, compared to before, the entire redwood box was now covered with a layer of frost, as if the whole box had been frozen.
"It's done."
Qin Yang handed the redwood box containing the Ice Flood Dragon Python to Xu Xinghan.
"Uncle Xu, please take care of it."
Qin Yang said.
