Chapter 228: The Ancestor Who Let the Secret Slip

Wen Zishu stood beside Shang Junxiao, holding onto his shoulders, so nervous he almost forgot to breathe.

He saw smoke wafting from under Shang Junxiao's nose where the Talisman Paper was placed.

But he didn't see any flame.

The Talisman Paper only emitted wisp after wisp of white smoke, without any flame.

Wen Zishu and Duan Jianchuan were curious.

Even Fu Shiyan was staring at that piece of Talisman.

After a moment, when Shang Junxiao was about to become numb, Jiangli suddenly made a move, flicking his nose.

Shang Junxiao's nose tingled, and he almost cried.

"Damn it, what, what is this?!"

Before Shang Junxiao's tears could fall, Wen Zishu screamed.

"Old, Old Shang, what is that in your nose?!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Junxiao was dumbfounded, "My nose, what's in my nose..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he looked down and saw Jiangli pulling a long strand of hair out of his nose.