"Damn it, I'm not a chameleon. One moment I'm red, the next I'm yellow. Am I going to turn green next?"
Ning Fan, who was secretly complaining to himself, seemed to really have the power of jinxing.
"Oh my god! Master Ning has turned green, he's glowing green."
"He's really turned green, and stronger too."
No attention was paid to the noisy behavior in the Temple.
Because everyone was in shock, their jaws dropped, staring dumbfounded at the green light emanating from Ning Fan.
Ning Fan muttered to himself, "You're green, your whole family is green."
Seeing this, Tielei finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tense old face showing a hint of a smile.
The divine light of green aptitude was already a satisfactory answer sheet.
At this moment, Victor was no longer as relaxed as before, even more tense than Tielei had been earlier, because he thought of a terrifying possibility.
"Could it be that Ning Fan's aptitude doesn't stop at green light?"
