"Everyone, archpriest Ferguson is just worried for our tribe's holy object. He didn't mean anything wrong by it!" The other priest stepped up and gently bowed.
It seemed like master Bennett's status was beyond their expectations, which was not surprising considering their different body structure. They rarely paired attention to potions, so they didn't know how prestigious Master Bennett was.
Still, if any of the other 3 master potions was threatened by the Crazy Heart Valley, maybe no big organization would stand up for them like Abel.
When priest Ferguson was about to say something again, Priest Horace gently lifted his hand and stopped him.
"Master Bennett, we just want to see your contracted Beamon. Whether or not our holy object summoned it, we will still take out 100 intermediate light gems to congratulate your level up!" Priest Horace looked into Abel's eyes and bowed.
