Hearing Sun Zhe's words, Lin Shuqing's beautiful eyes quivered as she stared in disbelief.
She was surprised, never expecting that the man before her could tell with just a glance that there was something inside her neck.
At that moment, Sun Zhe had no idea what she was thinking. He squinted slightly, focusing on her throat, trying to get a deeper look.
Through his Yin Yang X-ray Vision, Sun Zhe could clearly see a cluster of gray, un-dispersed gas gathered inside Lin Shuqing's neck.
Moreover, within that gray gas, there was a talismanic seal.
And that cluster of gray gas was, in essence, a form of True Qi.
"I see."
Sun Zhe withdrew his gaze, involuntarily recalling the stories his grandfather used to tell him about extraordinary people and strange happenings.
"Teacher Lin, it seems you've been placed under a talismanic curse, which is why you can't speak. It's not a congenital physiological defect."
