"What? A Ye Family True Lord accepting commissions was nothing more than a gimmick?" Inside Ye Talisman Building, a green-faced cultivator in a loose Daoist robe spoke with a cold sneer.
Before him, nearly all the cultivators of the Ye Family Talisman Building had gathered, including Ye Jingting and Xiao Shaon.
At this moment, the Ye Family members' expressions were all rather unsightly.
They had already been very polite to the man before them, but he insisted on looking for trouble, while also radiating a Nascent Soul aura, leaving them utterly helpless.
"Senior, my elder brother is currently speaking with an honored guest. Please wait a moment. Why not move to our Ye Family Restaurant and sample some spirit tea?" Ye Jingting continued.
She kept suppressing her anger, forcing a faint smile onto her face.
Thankfully, she had been tempered by the Ye Family talisman shop for the past one or two hundred years. Otherwise, she felt she would have been unable to endure any longer.
As the situation grew increasingly tense, the cultivators who had originally been inside the talisman shop all headed outside.
Though most of them wanted to watch the excitement, they also knew their own limits—what excitement they could watch, and what excitement they could not.
The cultivator before them was clearly at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, and anyone who dared cause trouble in Celestial Pivot Prefecture was likely someone from another immortal sect.
Naturally, they did not dare remain.
"Should I call you Primordial Soul, or Cloud Miasma?" Just then, a cultivator descended from the upper floor. It was none other than Ye Jingcheng, calm and composed.
Before he could receive an answer, the Nascent Soul suddenly drew out a spirit talisman. Special Spirit Patterns had been inscribed upon it. With a toss into