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He had always felt there was something amiss with the two boys. 

As he watched them, he was more confident in his theory! 

First of all, which three-year-old knows how to take the train all by himself? 

One after another, all the black crows flew toward them and landed behind the tiny boy, as though they were answering his call. 

As the human trafficker looked at Baili Shangxie's back from afar, a sneer crept over the corner of his lips.

He's just a kid who knows some superficial Taoist art. Yet, he thinks that he is invincible and can play me for a fool? He is certainly digging an early grave for himself! 

Without any hesitation, the human trafficker took a step forward, bit his own finger and drew a cross on the floor with his blood. Then, he slapped the Chinese talisman onto the ground.