Kellen handcuffed the bald man and tied him up tightly, especially his hands, which were tied so tightly that he couldn't move his fingers.

The man was very unwilling, staring at Kellen.

"Are you a Taoist?" he asked fiercely.

Kellen was very happy with this title and nodded, "Yes."

The man remained silent.

He was quick to admit it, so why didn't he believe it?

But if he wasn't a Taoist, how could he paste talismans?

"How did you find me?" the man asked again.

It was impossible. He had been here for so long and was very familiar with the whole alley. He would know if anything was amiss.

After leaving the amusement park, he avoided the surveillance cameras, disguised himself twice, went through a heavily trafficked shopping mall, and then took the subway to leave.

Plus, with his paper folding skills, he dared to guarantee that even if the special department personnel came, they would not be able to find him.

Kellen put on gloves, looked around, and said, "Guess."

The man remained silent.

He bit his back teeth and watched Kellen rummage through the room, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

This man was really powerful, especially the talisman in his hand, which couldn't be drawn by an ordinary Taoist!

No one knew better than him that although there were many Taoists in the world today, there were very few who could draw real talismans, and those who could draw real talismans and were very powerful were even rarer.

With such powerful talismans, he guessed Kellen didn't have many of them in his hand--

Last time he saw a very powerful mysterious person, he only had ten frequently used talismans in his hand!

Therefore, he was sure that he could successfully attack Kellen!

The paper man pressed under his tongue was connected to his life. Without ten talismans to suppress it, this damned man dared to step on his face. He was doomed! ...

The bald man quietly moved his tongue, suppressing the paper man in his mouth, and took the opportunity to spit out the paper man fiercely!

A paper man only two fingers in size, like a piece of skin, shot out and stuck to Kellen's unprepared back!

Unexpectedly, a small toothpick flew up and pinned the paper man to the wardrobe on one side. Kellen pinched a yellow talisman in his hand and threw it out!

More than ten yellow talismans were like magical weapons, sticking the paper man that had just broken free tightly. A sharp, small scream rang out, and the paper man was burned to ashes by the talisman fire.

The bald man also spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, looking shocked, "How... how can you have so many talismans!"

Kellen took out a stack of talismans from his arms and shook them in his hand, like the nouveau riche who lit a cigarette with money.

Kellen said, "I have plenty more."

After speaking, he tucked the talismans back into his arms, with a "you continue, I'll accompany you" expression on his face, leaving the bald man completely at a loss.

He gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly, "Which sect are you from, can you tell me?"

Kellen burned the paper man in the cabinet with a fire, and then dragged the man downstairs while saying, "There's still a faction for this kind of thing? You might not believe it, but I am a lone cultivator."

The bald man remained silent.

What the hell...

There are still lone cultivators for this stuff?

He thought he was in the world of cultivating immortals!

So angry.

Kellen took the bald man back to the Morton family mansion and kept him in a different place because he was worried about his safety. The Morton family's subordinates saw their lord dragging back a tightly bound man and couldn't help but be on high alert. Their lord had never tied anyone up like this before, so this man must be a powerful character.

The bald man was thrown into a dungeon-like cell with bare walls on all sides and iron bars above his head.

Kellen said, "Watch him 24/7 and be alert. Point your guns at him."

"If he so much as moves, shoot him. Don't let him live."

The bald man remained silent.