Zhao Liansheng stared excitedly at the lotus seeds, practically drooling.
But after only a few glances, he quickly wrapped them back up to keep them from being exposed to the moonlight.
Once he had sealed the Black Lotus away, he stared at Master and me.
"Fellow Daoist Song, Brother Xiao Jiang.
As far as I know, before a Black Lotus is plucked, it is an illusory object.
Only when it sees sunlight or moonlight does it solidify and become harvestable.
But once exposed to sunlight or moonlight, it melts away.
This Black Lotus is so intact, without the slightest scratch or sign of melting.
I would like to know how you harvested it."
I glanced at Master.
Master did not hesitate. He nodded at me, meaning I could tell them.
So I stopped hesitating and directly raised my left hand, the one with the talisman still drawn on the back.
Everyone stared at my hand. Then I turned it over, revealing the Black Lotus Seal on my palm, still emitting a chill.
When the three of them saw the Black Lotus Seal on my palm, Zhao Liansheng and Wu Yunhai both frowned.
Li Bo, the Third Agent with the knife scar across his forehead, looked utterly shocked.
Then his face twisted with anger.
"Black Lotus Seal! You... you're an elder of the Black Monks, a demonic Buddhist monk?"
As he spoke, Li Bo reached toward his waist. With a whoosh, he drew a cold, gleaming dagger.
He thrust it straight at my face without the slightest hesitation, trying to kill me right from the start.
But trying to attack me in front of Master was downright laughable.
Master raised a hand and flicked it. With a crack, an arc of electricity jumped out, knocking the dagger from Li Bo's hand.