"The commander's attendant?" Feng Luotian became intrigued in an instant. He knew that every attendant was aware of every piece of information regarding their master.
The young prodigy crouched down and asked: "What's your name?"
He then intentionally released his aura a bit. The attendant was only a Fang Fighter. How could the latter tolerate a TRUTH-imbued suppressive force from the current him?
The attendant's mind immediately faltered as his body trembled from head to toe. He answered in a weak voice: "D-D-Diego, sir."
"Mhm." Feng Luotian nodded.
///// Five Fangs Cipher Golden Hornet
///// [Quick Calculation] (None) : With enough information, identify a target's weak spot in one glance.
After his bloodline telling him of this golden-haired youth's ability, Feng Luotian could not help but chuckle.
Using him as an attendant? Is there anything more foolish than this? He should be the commander. Not you, Vespa.
