Xiao Hua took advantage of the Xunyan Sect boy's distracted state to seize his wrist. The point where his hand exerted force was precisely the boy's pulse gate. Xiao Hua had not given it much thought, but the instant his hand landed on the boy's wrist, his fingers twitched slightly. With a squeeze, half the boy's body went numb. He could only cry out in shock, "You are..." before being unable to say another word.
"Hmph, if this Daoist hadn't been here, wouldn't you have made a mistake?" Xiao Hua said coldly. "Why don't you hurry up and return the item to him?"
As he spoke, his right hand flicked out and struck the wrist of the hand clutching the jade pendant. The boy's hand loosened as though struck by lightning. Xiao Hua snatched up the pendant and tossed it to the cultivator who had arrived later. He sneered. "Since this fellow Daoist has taken a liking to this item, and my junior brother does not have enough spirit stones, then naturally it should go to Fellow Daoist!"
Then he turned toward the Rogue Cultivator and said coldly, "Though my junior brother is young and lacks experience, he is still a disciple of the Xunyan Sect, not someone whom others may deceive at will!"
The Rogue Cultivator's face changed drastically, yet he still forced himself to argue, "Fellow Daoist... this really is a genuine jade talisman..."
"Hmph..." Why would Xiao Hua waste words on him? If not for needing to keep up the act and say a few polite phrases, he would have dragged the boy away long ago. But just as he lifted his foot to leave, the boy, unaware of his intentions, struggled fiercely. Unfortunately, the difference in strength was far too great. Xiao Hua's hand was like