"It's you! Secretary He!"

When Wang Ying saw the woman's face clearly, she frowned.

This Secretary He is my father's secretary, isn't she? How come she's here as well? And Secretary He is actually the master of this middle-aged divine rod?

Not only Wang Ying, but Yang Tian and Ling Ying were also puzzled.

"I'm telling you, this guy clings to my father and even tries to force my sister to have an abortion. Just look at him, he's no good!"

Wang Yue yelled out loudly.

She waved her hands, almost ready to swing a big knife at them.

Yang Tian patted Wang Yue's little head, signaling her to calm down. He stepped forward: "Secretary He, you are his master?"

Slap!

Secretary He didn't say anything but turned around and slapped the face of the middle-aged divine rod.

"Master, why did you hit me?"

The middle-aged divine rod was stunned.

"Didn't I tell you not to go around pretending to be mysterious? You bullied my people, now apologize immediately!"

Secretary He said solemnly.

"Your people?"

The middle-aged divine rod realized the situation wasn't good. He hurriedly nodded and bowed to Yang Tian and Wang Ying: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have offended you. Please, magnanimous ones, forgive me! I apologize deeply..."

As he spoke, the middle-aged divine rod slapped his own face clumsily.

A hint of disgust flickered in Yang Tian's eyes, and he kicked the middle-aged divine rod away. His gaze turned to Secretary He: "Secretary He, aren't you Wang Huateng's secretary? Why are you here too? And just now he called you master? Could it be that you understand spells?"

"Hehe..."

Secretary He laughed and stretched out her hands with an innocent expression: "So look, do you see any mana on me?"

Yang Tian was silent.

"But the middle-aged divine rod said you're his master!"

Wang Yue shouted again.

Yang Tian scanned Secretary He's body with his divine sense, shaking his head, thinking Secretary He was just an ordinary person without any spirit breath wave. If she were a mage, she'd have spirit breath waves.

But Yang Tian found no spirit breath waves on Secretary He.

In other words, Secretary He was just an ordinary person.

Yang Tian patted Wang Yue's little head: "Secretary He isn't a mage, has no mana, even if she were, she's merely a divine rod pretending to be mystical."

"Exactly, how could she be a mage and still work as a secretary in my home? Her apprentice isn't good, she's no better!"

Wang Yue cursed fiercely.

After all, she held a grudge about Secretary He forcing her sister to have an abortion.

"Little girl, if you keep chattering, I'll give you a slap!"

A stern voice sounded, it was the man next to Secretary He.

This man's face was very cold, always following Secretary He with a detached gaze, yet a hint of killing intent flickered in his eyes.

"Oh? And who do you think you are?"

Yang Tian said coldly.

For some reason, Yang Tian sensed a surge of spirit breath waves from this man, he wasn't simple.

"Yang Tian, this is Master Li, a renowned mage from Talisman City, his crafted spirit talismans are very effective!"

Secretary He hurriedly introduced.

"Really?"

Yang Tian nodded.

That would make sense, the man was indeed exuding spirit breath waves.

"You injured He Ling's apprentice, so it's against me!" Master Li directly addressed Yang Tian: "I just saw you wielded a few spells, you should be a fellow practitioner, right? Why don't we compare notes?"

Yang Tian frowned but his gaze shifted between Master Li and Secretary He, then he understood.

It seemed Master Li was Secretary He's suitor? So he's standing up for Secretary He?

"Master Li, I don't care what kind of mage you are, this is between me and Secretary He, if it's none of your business, then leave!"

Yang Tian said bluntly.

"What exactly did he do so wrong that you humiliate him like this?"

Master Li pointed at the middle-aged divine rod beside him.

Yang Tian frowned: "You should be glad I didn't kill him yet!"

"You're simply a thug! No matter what he did, you shouldn't humiliate him, after all, he's Secretary He's apprentice, he has renown!"

Master Li wanted to scold more, but by then, Yang Tian had already stepped forward.

Slap!

A crisp sound of a slap echoed, Yang Tian slapped Master Li's face: "I'm not happy, so I taught him a lesson, what will you do about it?"

"You..."

Master Li was instantly provoked, his face turning red.

And the surrounding crowd started to jeer: "Duel spells! Duel spells! Duel spells!"

The middle-aged divine rod also shouted at Yang Tian: "Brute, you can insult me, but you can't insult Master Li, he's my master's suitor, and a famous mage in Talisman City, disrespecting him is disrespecting my master!"

Upon hearing the middle-aged divine rod's words, a hint of killing intent flickered in Master Li's eyes as he addressed Yang Tian: "Let's duel spells then!"

"Duel spells?"

Yang Tian was intrigued.

"That's right! You're here, you should be familiar with spirit talismans, right? Let's duel talismans! If I lose, I'll take the slap and let it go. If you lose, kneel before me immediately!"

Master Li asserted firmly.

"Oh?"

Yang Tian smiled and looked at Secretary He, but found Secretary He's face remained very calm.

This made a hint of doubt flicker in Yang Tian's eyes: is Secretary He so calm because she has a plan in mind?

Yang Tian once again used his divine sense to probe into Secretary He's body, but still felt no spirit breath waves, he shook his head.

"Ling, your disciple is my disciple. Although you haven't established yourself here yet, rest assured, I will protect you!"

Master Li said to He Ling with a smile.

"Thank you, Master Li!"

He Ling responded rather calmly.

Hearing He Ling's gratitude, Master Li became even more arrogant, coldly telling Yang Tian, "Ling's matters are my matters. You hit her disciple, so you hit me. If I don't make you fall to the ground crying today, I won't be called Li!"

Saying that, Master Li lunged forward, with a flick of his hand, a Spirit Talisman was sent out.

"Tearing Pain Talisman!"

This Spirit Talisman flew out but started burning before it even reached Yang Tian.

Yang Tian felt a surge of Spiritual Breath coming towards him.

He nodded slightly. This Master Li is indeed genuine; if this Tearing Pain Talisman hit a person, it would certainly cause a tearing pain.

It seems that not everyone in Talisman City is just faking spiritual abilities.

"Heaven-shattering Palm Technique, first form: Heaven-shattering Extinction!"

Yang Tian flipped his left hand, and a Palm Technique was sent up.

This Heaven-shattering Extinction enveloped the Spiritual Breath in midair, then directed it towards Master Li.

Bang!

Master Li was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground, emitting a series of pained screams.

"What's happening?" A flash of surprise passed through He Ling's eyes as she looked up at Yang Tian.

"My goodness, this Master Li is a famed mage in Talisman City, so how was he knocked to the ground by an unknown man?"

"Look at Master Li, his face is pale, crying out in pain. He must have been hit by his own Tearing Pain Talisman, right?"

"Who is this man? How can he deflect Master Li's Tearing Pain Talisman back on him?"

For a moment, everyone around exclaimed in surprise.

"You..." Master Li was full of fury in his eyes; he opened his left hand, slapped a Spirit Talisman on his forehead, and then stood up, saying fiercely, "I refuse to believe I can't defeat you. Flame Talisman!"

Master Li then flicked his hand, and a Spirit Talisman was sent towards Yang Tian.

"Flame Talisman?"

Yang Tian became interested; he reached out and caught the Flame Talisman in midair.

This Flame Talisman was snuffed out by Yang Tian before it could explode.

"What is going on? How can you catch my Spirit Talisman?"

This time, Master Li could no longer hold back and exclaimed in surprise.

A flash of surprise appeared in He Ling's eyes but quickly turned calm; she clapped her hands and said, "Yang Tian, you indeed surprised me. Let's call today's incident off, consider it my apology."

"Ling..."

Master Li's eyes were full of reluctance.

"Master Li, if there's nothing else, you should head back. Thank you for your help today, but you're not his match."

He Ling said indifferently.

This statement completely enraged Master Li. He stood up, glaring at Yang Tian: "Just you wait!"

After saying that, Master Li stormed off in a fury.

"Secretary He, why are you here?"

Once Master Li left, Wang Ying directly asked He Ling.

"Oh, it's like this, I am your father's secretary. Your father fell ill a year ago, and despite visiting many hospitals, no illness was found. So I'm here to see if I can find anyone who can treat his ailment!" He Ling said, "I've also discussed this with your father, and he asked me to come check it out."

"And what's the deal with this charlatan disciple?"

Yang Tian asked.

"Here, knowing some experts, one must pretend to be of the same trade. He's a disciple I paid to bring along, just for appearances."

He Ling said.

"I see!"

Wang Ying nodded. Indeed, her father had no other way to seek medical treatment, so it was normal for He Ling to come here to have a look.

"I just don't believe it. That charlatan tried to take advantage of my sister, and I haven't vented my anger yet!"

Wang Yue, however, was eager for chaos, and she stepped forward, kicking the middle-aged charlatan hard in the chest.

The middle-aged charlatan had already swallowed his anger, but after being kicked by Wang Yue, he flared up and fiercely slapped towards Wang Yue.

"Courting death!"

Yang Tian flashed over, appearing in front of Wang Yue, and grabbed the middle-aged charlatan's wrist.

He too was filled with murderous intent.

This charlatan actually dared to bully Wang Yue? Simply asking for death!

Yang Tian unleashed a palm strike.

Boom!

This strike sent the middle-aged charlatan flying; Yang Tian's blow was heavy, and it's likely the middle-aged charlatan would not survive.

"Yang Tian, you..."

He Ling's face darkened, and she walked forward, and after tapping a few points on the middle-aged charlatan's body, he, who was already on his last breath, surprisingly survived.

This made Yang Tian frown. He directed his Divine Sense towards He Ling.

This time, what surprised Yang Tian was that a yellow aura was floating around He Ling.

This aura exuded a familiar fragrance.

Just by taking a sniff, Yang Tian immediately reacted: this fragrance was the same as the one from Wang Ying's father, Wang Huateng!

The reason Wang Huateng was weak and ill, on the verge of death, was because of this fragrance.

At the time of Wang Huateng's diagnosis, Yang Tian detected this fragrance but didn't know its source. Now seeing it emanating from He Ling, he suddenly understood: "Secretary He, you are definitely not an ordinary person. If I'm not mistaken, Wang's illness was caused by you! Who are you really?"

"What? Yang Tian, what did you say? My father's illness was caused by Secretary He?"

Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, Wang Ying, Ling Ying, and Wang Yue all showed their surprise.

Meanwhile, a flash of sharpness crossed He Ling's eyes...