Yan Jingxun was just talking; the Nie Family would never openly dare to drop a bomb unless they were insane and didn't care about their family, choosing to perish together with everyone, which they wouldn't do.
Baobao Sen struggled to hold back but eventually said, "Brother Yan, I also want to see Brother Xiao Rui's Spiritual Talisman."
Yan Jingxun lowered his gaze to Little Douding and saw the hope in his eyes and said, "Stay close to me, don't wander too far."
Baobao Sen almost cheered aloud, this was great!
The big and small pair headed towards the meeting hall, and once inside, they truly grasped the meaning of 'a sea of people'—the entire hall was packed, a crowd unlike any since the start of the convention.
"Brother Yan, we need to move closer, we can't see anything," Baobao Sen anxiously tugged at Yan Jingxun's sleeve, only to immediately feel a chilling aura.
Frightened, Baobao Sen quickly retracted his hand; this Brother Yan never liked to be touched, by anyone.
