After finally managing to soothe the believers gathered around him, Xu Tong walked straight into Bao'an Hall, his face wreathed in smiles.
"Master Fahai, what brings you here?"
A very handsome-looking young man approached him, smiling as well.
"You must be Xu Xian?"
Xu Tong spotted the demonic aura clinging to the young man at a glance.
However, he said nothing about it. With a gentle wave of his hand, he dispersed every trace of the demonic aura on Xu Xian.
This was not the result of anything deliberate. Spending too much time around a demon inevitably left traces of its aura on a person.
Such an aura was no easy thing to remove.
For Xu Tong, however, resolving this sort of trouble took no more than a wave of his hand.
Xu Xian suddenly felt inexplicably lighter.
Although the demonic aura had little effect on him, it still imposed a certain pressure.
Now that its influence was gone, he felt as though he had suddenly shed a layer of clothing.
"Thank you, Master!"
Although Xu Xian had no idea what had happened, he could clearly feel that he seemed to have benefited somehow.
Xu Tong shook his head.
"You often do good deeds. You deserve this."
Xu Tong left a strand of his own magic power on Xu Xian, then turned and walked straight out.
Not long after he left, a woman with a cool, aloof bearing came over to Xu Xian.
"Husband, was that the legendary Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple?"
Bai Suzhen gazed in the direction Xu Tong had left, a trace of fear lingering in her eyes.
Although she had not seen Xu Tong with her own eyes, the oppressive presence emanating from him filled her with a profound sense of danger.
"Master Fahai truly is