General Bai was shocked on the other end of the phone.
He thought that he had misheard.
'A hundred Nanyang shamans? How is that possible? There are only a little more than five hundred shamans in the entire Nanyang. A hundred of them would be almost a fifth of them.'
He could not imagine the horrific spectacle of a hundred Nanyang shamans barreling down a mountain road.
That had never happened in the history of Huaxia!
It was almost like a war!
"Really?" General Bai asked a little doubtfully.
"Of course it's real!" Tang Hao said impatiently.
General Bai gulped. He could feel his scalp become numb.
He could not imagine how it was like being chased by a hundred Nanyang shamans.
Then, he began to worry.
Comrade Tang Hao was the only person in the Agency who knew how to make pills. General Bai had to ensure that no harm came to him!
