"That's it?"
Lin Bei waited for more system notifications, but after a few minutes, there was no reaction.
"What more do you expect? Didn't I already pass the Star Swordsman inheritance to you? It's already over."
At the side, Jian Yi felt light and smiled.
"… At least it's a profession that can grow. Is there anything special about it?"
The corners of Lin Bei's mouth twitched in dissatisfaction.
"Yes. Isn't there star power? As for the rest, kid, we're a Level F profession. It's the lowest profession. What special rewards can there be?"
"I—"
"Alright, we Star Swordsmen have to rely on our own efforts. If you want to become stronger, work harder."
Jian Yi smiled. "Let's go and drink together. Seeing how pitiful you are, I'll reluctantly teach you my Wine Sword so that you won't run around like a headless fly."
"…"
Lin Bei fell silent.
