Zhang Chen's gaze was fixed intently on that pair of brushes with greed. He thought that those brushes couldn't be that simple, after all, they were treasures born from Innate Yin and Yang, how could they be so simple?
But right now, he could do nothing about those brushes, unless he could one day master the power to suppress Yin and Yang, perhaps then he could attempt to seize the treasure.
Chen Xu seemed startled by Zhang Chen's intense gaze, turning his head to glance at Zhang Chen, then lowering his head to continue focusing on the prohibitions, thoughts flickering rapidly in his mind. Finally, after more than ten breaths, he mustered the courage and said to Zhang Chen, "Don't you get any ideas about my brushes. Once this thing recognizes its owner, it cannot be separated unless I die. And if I die, the brushes will fly away on their own. It ignores all kinds of prohibitions and methods and cannot be captured at all."
