In the messy main hall, the green feather fan hung above Mu Chen's palm, and after he had taken it, he ignored Zhu Yan. He looked at Lin Jing and Nine Nether, and said with a smile, "It is time to distribute the treasures." He lifted up the Divine Wind Fan and said, "Ladies first. Please take whatever you want."
Mu Chen smiled gallantly. Although the Divine Wind Fan was a sacred object, and it was powerful, he did not mind letting the two ladies have it. He had come across many sacred objects and had even given the Starry Suppression Tower to Mandela.
Nine Nether and Lin Jing studied the Divine Wind Fan for a while, and then shook their heads and said, "You have joined forces with this sacred object before, so it will not reject you. You are most suitable to be its master."
What they had said was true. Mu Chen had obtained some seals from the Divine Wind Fan to activate it, so they had some mutual understanding with each other. It would not reject Mu Chen as its master.
