Guo Gan, Zheng Fang, several other Dragon Group members, and even Zhang Yunfei, who knew me, were all looking at me with disbelief.
Seeing their expressions, I slowly walked forward.
The other party simply stared at me blankly.
I smiled calmly and slapped his shoulder.
He did not move. He only widened his eyes, his throat bobbing as shock remained on his face.
The Dragon Group members beside him also said nothing.
I merely smiled faintly and said to Guo Gan,
"Brother, I have the Black Lotus Seal. Is there a problem?"
Hearing that, Guo Gan instinctively shook his head.
"N-no! You... you have it... it's on file."
"Then that's fine. Take Hass and this one-eyed wolf demon back yourselves. This matter is settled."
I spoke again.
Guo Gan gave an "oh" and did not say another word.
That alone showed the turmoil in his heart.
Who would find it easy to believe that a Daoist like me was an orthodox Daoist, a cultivator of the White School?
Even I myself would not have dared believe it.
But that was the truth. Believe it or not, it had to be accepted.
The Four Calamities I had been born with gave me a second cultivation vortex, allowing me to use evil treasures.
And my grandfather was a surviving member of the present-day Ancient Ba Kingdom, the current Grand Shaman Priest of its survivors, which had allowed me to learn Ancient Origin Witchcraft.
There was nothing I could do about being regarded as someone who practiced unorthodox arts.
Of course, I did not explain any of that.
I simply smiled and turned around.
"Master, Uncle Yu, let's head back!"
Master was chatting with True Man Jade Soul, who occasionally glanced at me as well.
Hearing me, they both nodded.
"Alright! Time to