C245 The Secret of the Seven Soul Grass

Xiao Nan was taken aback once more. His mind raced as he pieced together the recent events. His last clear memory was of Mo Wenxian holding him captive, and he was on the brink of collapse when a fierce wind swept in, and he lost consciousness.

"Did you conjure that wind?" Xiao Nan inquired, unable to contain his curiosity.

The man nodded, his smile broadening. "Indeed