[Host, don't just stand there, the time's almost up—less than three minutes left!]
The system's shrill reminder snapped Shen Tang back to her senses. She no longer cared about the man's identity; she just took out the Sealing Talisman from her space, hurried over, and pressed it to little Jia Lan's body.
As for the blonde man who had appeared out of nowhere, Shen Tang didn't give him a second thought.
After all, everything in this Spiritual Illusion Realm was fake; everyone here was just a figment constructed by the master—mere NPCs. No need to pay them any mind.
The blonde man lowered his golden eyes to the Sealing Talisman in Shen Tang's hand. A hint of surprise flickered through his dignified, restrained gaze.
Then he turned and looked at her, his voice low, "Are you the Female Master that Jia Lan is to marry in the future?"
