"Ring, ring, ring!!" An extremely piercing bell sound suddenly interrupted the shouting, causing everyone present to grimace in pain as they covered their ears.
By the time the ringing slowly faded, Li Huowang's sword was already resting on that person's neck.
"Hehe, Master, what are you doing?" Although the sharp longsword was against his throat, that person's face remained calm and unruffled.
"What am I doing? I should be asking you that! Whom are you summoning?"
The slightly blackened blade pressed a bit more, and immediately a line of blood appeared.
No matter whom this person was summoning, it definitely wasn't anything good; he hadn't encountered anything good in this broken place for a long time.
Sensing the misunderstanding, that person suddenly laughed silently
"Master, you're not from around Siqi, are you? I'm not summoning any spirits. I didn't even beat the drum, so I couldn't summon any spirits. I was just proving that I'm a shaman, that's all."
