Huang Xiaolong sneered inwardly, seeing Xie Bufan throw the jade fan towards him in a disgruntled manner. Could he not know Xie Bufan’s intention?

Before Xie Bufan’s unblinking attention, Huang Xiaolong reached out with his right hand and firmly caught the jade fan in midair.

Watching this, Xie Bufan gloated inwardly while thinking, ‘you asked for this, so don’t blame me.’

After catching the jade fan, with a flick of his wrist, the jade fan opened. As he looked at the painting of vast mountains and vigorous rivers on the jade fan, Huang Xiaolong nodded his head in appreciation and praised, “A good fan!”

He then put away the jade fan into the Darkness Holy Ring.

Xie Bufan was dumbfounded. This? He stared at the seemingly unaffected Huang Xiaolong with disbelief. He’s…. fine?

“Huang Xiaolong, you’re fine?” Xie Bufan asked, sounding a little dazed.

Huang Xiaolong smiled, “What could happen to me?” He looked...