Xie Lingju discreetly rubbed his arm.
In Binzhou, the temperature stays above thirty degrees for most of the year, and today he was wearing a short-sleeve shirt. At this moment, inside the villa with a pleasant temperature, he could clearly feel that sudden, chilling sensation.
This is all due to Master Lin's abilities!
Watching Lin Lin, who was circling Xie Baoshu and changing hand gestures, he finally felt genuinely convinced.
People in Binzhou have always loved to pursue mystical matters; however, over the years, nature's spiritual energy has become scarce. So even those so-called "masters" with true skills are nothing but novices when compared to someone like Lin Lin, who can easily summon a breeze.
Like the master Xie Lingju politely saw off earlier, who set up altars, offered sacrifices, and prayed... In the end, although he wasn't slacking off, in Xie Lingju's eyes, it was of little use.
