Just as Xiaoyuan was staring blankly at the person in front of him, he suddenly felt Mrs. Feng step in front of him, making the same strange gestures as Elder Ji and his group, except Mrs. Feng seemed to be raising her hand as if she was blocking something.
Unable to see what's in front, Xiaoyuan felt utterly bewildered, but the occasional stinging pain on his arm made him even more uncomfortable.
As Mrs. Feng fended off the attacking spiritual power, she turned to see Xiaoyuan staring at his small arm with confusion, unsure of how he had managed to get a scratch. Mrs. Feng hesitated for a moment, raised her hand to block another wave of attacking spiritual power away from Xiaoyuan, and pushed him behind her, "Little friend, can you see a multitude of colors in this room?"
"What colors?" Xiaoyuan asked puzzledly.
