"Have you ever heard of Beamon's life summoning magic?" Liu Zhenhan threw a glance back at Ferguson Xu and said.
"A bit." Ferguson Xu was not unfamiliar with the lightning array summoned by the self-sacrificing Fox Tribe in the thousand-year-old battle of Heigar, a tale widely circulated among the western continents.
"Good!" Liu Zhenhan opened up his leather workshop: "I won't say much more, I just don't want my Nebula Chain Lightning to fall on your head, that would be meaningless."
If Ferguson Xu knew this guy could barely shape the basic spirit-communication war song, let alone unleash its power, he wondered if he would break out in a sweat.
"Show your sincerity, my dear Shaman!" Liu Zhenhan smiled and entered his room, leaving Ferguson Xu with a blunt statement.
"And food has to be included." Liu Zhenhan poked his head back in.
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The food was delivered by Clam Girl Ning Yu and Ferguson Xu together.
