C226 Trading Fair(3)

"Let me give it a try!"

Bai Zijian accepted the compact compass and imprinted it with his psychic brand. He then pricked his finger with a small knife and let a drop of blood fall onto the compass. A stream of unfamiliar information flowed from the compass into Bai Zijian's mind, prompting a joyful smile to spread across his face.

"Feng, this golden-armored puppet of yours is exceptional