"Where is Saima Lynch?" a rugged voice came from the cell next door. "Holley, I don't believe in such a thing as pure eyes, and I'm even less inclined to believe a noble has a conscience, unless you tell me the rumors about Saima Lynch."
"Li En, shut up." Feeling his profession was being questioned, Simon angrily rebuked.
"Only a fool like you would believe the stories he made up." Li En sneered, "Fool, can't you see he's just toying with you? The function of a Martial Spirit of foreknowledge isn't what he says, and besides, I have never heard of someone awakening half a Martial Spirit..."
Simon's eyes turned suspiciously towards Duge.
Duge smiled: "Li En, you could try moving half a step to the side."
"Why should I listen to you?" Li En said.
Before he finished speaking.
Smack!
Li En cried out in surprise: "What is that?"
"Li En, if you had listened to me just now, that piece of peeling wall wouldn't have landed on your head," Duge continued with a smile.
