Yao An rubbed his restless palms, his eyes wide round.
Surprise and shock appeared on his face at the same time, each taking up half of his expressions, holding their own grounds.
"This man... is unfathomable!"
"It appears to be an efficient killing technique of one or two Fond Spirits, but understanding their weaknesses is only theoretical. To command others from an observer's perspective, the whole process requires incredible observation skills, judgement skills, and guiding skills. Any slight mistake will prevent the expected outcome from being achieved."
Zhuang Wenyao and Tan Ziping exchanged glances, both taken aback.
Having known each other so long, they were like blood brothers; without saying a word, everything was understood.
"Hey, the carcass of the Silver Man-eating Flower is a bit large, classmates, lend me a hand and let's throw it into the trash pit."
