He was busy for an hour, but the fish talisman gave no response.
Bai Mo thought he must have made a mistake somewhere in the process.
But when night fell, a whistling wind rose up from the rear courtyard.
Bai Mo threw on an outer robe and hurried to the door. However, it wouldn't open, as if blocked by some immense force.
It wasn't until the middle of the night that he heard a hearty, booming laugh.
"Satisfying!"
Only then was Bai Mo certain: Nai Daoist had truly arrived.
By dawn, the wind had vanished without a trace.
Bai Mo pushed the door open and stepped out, only to find the courtyard in utter disarray.
Wine jugs were strewn everywhere across the ground.
Not much wine had been spilled, but bones littered the entire area.
On bones as thick as a man's arm, countless sharp scrape marks were clearly visible, obviously left behind by a ferocious set of teeth.
Hearing Bai Mo open the door, Wei An came out as well.
He gasped when he saw the chaos in the rear courtyard.
