"Huang Liang Talisman!"
As if on cue, gazes swiftly converged on the crumpled talisman held in the hands of the woman in the yellow dress, and their faces soon revealed a hint of realization and disdain.
The reason was simple, they couldn't feel even the slightest fluctuation of mana from the talisman.
Thus, the notion of dispelling disasters was clearly absurd.
So...
For a moment, including the yellow-dressed woman and the young man who had spoken earlier, everyone's attention turned to the old man who had closed his eyes as if dozing off, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.
After a few breaths.
"Old sir," the yellow-dressed woman named Cai Zhi wrinkled her delicate nose, asking with a hint of disbelief, "Do you mean that I should activate this Huang... Huang Liang Talisman at midnight?"
The old man nodded.
"But, but this is clearly just ordinary yellow paper."