Wen Yan could no longer pay attention to what Old Zhao was saying. He immediately extended his hand and gave Old Zhao another Blessing of Yang Energy.
"If you keep messing with these things, I won't save any Turtle Shell for you! What if you use it and carelessly perform an on-the-spot vanishing act?"
Old Zhao was speechless, unable to explain himself clearly.
It was just that occasionally, he would remember certain things and couldn't help but start messing around with them.
"I'm not saying you shouldn't do it," Wen Yan continued. "But you clearly can't control yourself. If you go too far, you might end up dead."
After a moment's thought, Wen Yan looked up. He waved at the five heads stacked by the window and motioned for them to come over.
The five brothers lined up and walked out boldly and confidently, forming a row in front of Wen Yan.
"I need a favor. Can you keep an eye on Old Zhao for me? Don't let him play himself to death."
