Chen Guan lifted his fist, ready to strike Zhang Xuanqing, but Zhang Xuanqing quickly said, "Hold on, let me prepare first, and then we can begin."
With that, Zhang Xuanqing reached into his bosom and pulled out a piece of yellow paper, held it in his hand, and with a finger made a technique gesture. A hint of cinnabar red appeared at his fingertip, and he began to draw on the yellow paper.
Chen Guan watched as red lines appeared on the yellow paper, seemingly writing a character, but he couldn't discern what the character was.
The character was complex, resembling some kind of talismanic script, not a commonly used character.
Zhang Xuanqing completed it in one go, and upon finishing, he held the yellow paper between his middle and index fingers while muttering words under his breath. With a finger technique, the yellow paper suddenly ignited without a flame.
