With vigilant thoughts, Sir Sun began to plan which method he could use to counteract the Pure Dao Talisman and kill the woman with a single blow. If he failed to strike true, his cover would be blown.
"Tsk—" A light chuckle suddenly came from Jasmine Clark behind Sir Sun. He slowly turned around, his face feigning confusion.
Jasmine Clark held the Pure Dao Talisman in her hand, her demeanor extraordinarily relaxed, and even a bit playful, as she said, "Actually, we all know that this investigation will not yield any results. This is a purely accidental event. What could we possibly uncover?"
Sir Sun questioned, "What do you mean?"
