The streamer who had been sent flying was now lying on the ground, nearly pissing his pants in fear.
'I was so well hidden. How did they even spot me?'
What shocked him even more was that his shield was no ordinary Magical Treasure.
Too bad it was already destroyed.
'To get a Magical Treasure like this for a Third-Grade Spirit Stone... what a steal.'
'I've got to go buy a few more.'
Unfortunately, he probably didn't realize that he might never meet that Daoist again in his life.
Even his memory of the man would slowly fade.
"Inexplicable Fate... yet it is also illusory and ephemeral." Somewhere on a mountain peak, the Daoist sighed as he gazed in Jiang Zuo's direction.
'Because of him, I can't even set up my stall to sell weapons anymore. I have to make house calls.'
'I'm losing so much money.'
'And he always has a way of getting involved when you least expect it.'
'He's not someone you want to mess with.'
