This was probably a considerable understatement.
What Richard wanted was precisely this effect.
When it comes to comparing strengths, what does it depend on, if not equipment? Richard knew from first-hand experience that rifles would never prevail over rocket launchers, and bayonets couldn't compete with machine guns.
Despite having been cursed by the "Blood Sacrifice" of the magical beast, and despite his loud insistence on mastering combat skills, Richard retained a special fondness for his Shaman identity.
These feelings were now being transferred to Helen.
Cui Beixi, intelligent as she was, immediately noticed Richard's painstaking efforts on behalf of Helen. Sighing, she stopped pressuring him to learn the art of spiritual singing.
