The two of them concentrated from morning till dark, during which Yang Dawei delivered food twice, but neither of them ate, and they didn't even know when Ye Qingting and Cui Tianxiao arrived.
With the last line drawn, Li Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's done!"
"Phew—"
Although the boy only spoke throughout without lifting a hand, he wasn't any less tense than Li Xing.
His spiritual power drifted along with Li Xing's lines, making it more exhausting than drawing talismans himself, and even his muscles had been tense because of it, only now relaxing.
Qi Ming looked up and twisted his neck, only to inadvertently meet the gaze of the two people opposite him, startling him.
"Who are you?" Seeing the two finally come to their senses, Cui Tianxiao frowned and approached, eyeing this pretty boy with bad intentions.
"Hello, I'm, I'm Qi Ming."
