The adventurers sitting at the same table, caught up in the excitement, curiously asked, "What's wrong, weren't you going to teach that 'Eye of Wisdom' a lesson?"
"He's so strong," Mohican's voice trembled.
"What's strong?"
His companions grew even more puzzled.
"His strength... it's so damn strong!"
Mohican's eyes bulged, his voice cracking like a drake's: "I'm a Level 4 warrior, yeah, I might have lost some strength from the booze, that's true, but I shouldn't be overpowered and forced back to my seat by a Level 0 recovery class, should I?"
When they heard the reason, they all froze, staring in astonishment at Lin Da sitting at the innermost table. A Level 0 healer stronger than a Level 4 warrior, what kind of top-tier class was that?
Mohican shook his head and approached Lin Da's table, holding a large mug and snickering with a sycophantic smile.
