Yang Fei knew even the Hebrew wouldn't dare play tricks, but he still activated the power of the Turtle Shield, protecting his palm as he reached out.
The Hebrew, trembling, imprinted his palm onto Yang Fei's.
Yang Fei only felt his palm heat up, flipping his hand, only to see the blood-colored talisman from the Hebrew's palm now in his own.
The blood-colored talisman flickered momentarily, then vanished without a trace.
Yang Fei was secretly shocked, but his face remained expressionless as he activated the True Yuan Energy, channeling it into his palm.
"Ah!"
The Hebrew instantly let out a shrill scream, even his hair emitted wisps of white smoke, curling into a ball as if experiencing extreme pain.
Without hesitation, he knelt down: "Master spare me, master spare me, I don't know what I did wrong? Please punish me?"
Yang Fei looked at his palm, where the blood-colored talisman reappeared, glowing red and flickering unpredictably.
