The yellow slip of paper looked thin and flimsy, so flimsy it probably wasn't even fit for stapling. At best, you could stick it up your ass. It was also marked with red squiggles that looked like ghostly scribbles, though no one knew what they meant.
All in all, it had the unmistakable air of a con artist's trick!
Of course, with the whole universe caught up in that sort of mystical nonsense these days, and with Tantai Jing's reputation preceding him, the knights could at most find the scene a little awkward. None of them dared question it.
Tantai Jing couldn't see the knights' expressions inside their heraldry frames, but he guessed they were probably suspicious, so he explained, "I made these talismans myself... uh, alchemical tools. Once they're scattered around, they can serve as anchors for a formation that covers the entire city and suppresses the activity of Voidspace energy to a minimum. That makes it virtually impossible for Voidspace to gather into a mass."
Baron Ye Hailuo finally understood. With his knowledge of the occult, he knew what Tantai Jing described was possible, but he still found it hard to decide what to do. He couldn't completely trust Tantai Jing, that "great villain," and he certainly couldn't bring himself to immediately decide to work with one.
After all, the man was an Earthling, and his ancestors' sect had a blood debt with the Empire. Could those slips of paper he'd given them... those alchemical tools, really neutralize Voidspace activity? What if they did the exact opposite? Wouldn't that spell disaster for everyone?
While he hesitated, Sobek said, "I understand, Master. Leave it to us."
Ye Hailuo stared at Sobek beside him, his feelings in turmoil.
This guy—no, this big shot—was a genuine powerhouse who could kill a