"Holy Ficole!" Zeras said in shock as he looked at the figure towering over him, more than double his own height.
"Hey Kenji," Zeras whispered to Kenji, whose legs were currently like spaghettis that kept shaking repeatedly.
"Yes... Boss."
"Why didn't you tell me we would be buying a weapon from such a giant?" he asked as sweat poured down Kenji's face.
"I'm sorry, boss. But I really tried my best, didn't I?" he asked in return as Zeras's eyes twitched.
"Maybe, you should be clearer next time...." Zeras chastised before he regained himself and cleared his throat. "Hmm, hmm, I believe we have started on quite the wrong footsteps, Elder Kang. We didn't come here for trouble, but to procure a weapon instead. Something that was aimed to be used for cleaning the Shadow Oppression Valley duties as an outer sect..." Zeras explained as Elder Kang furrowed his eyebrows before he opened his lips.
