Of course, he knew he wasn't really one to talk, and simply responded, "No, I heard it's a Free Summoner, seems quite skilled." He couldn't agree with the other party's opinion—since when had the "Dance of the Four Wings" become just glitz without substance? He clearly understood the implication that novices should focus on fundamental skills rather than flashy advanced techniques.
But advanced technology also has its place, like in situations requiring haste, as was the case now.
Yet this woman had a terrible temper, and Chenxi wisely chose not to provoke her any further.
The soldiers were also discussing in low voices.
Ambassador Liao asked his assistant in a low voice, "Is it that person?"
The assistant had already pulled up a video—the screen showed the interior of the Mazak Inn in Traveler's Swamp, a black mist descending from above, the frame shaking violently, but still one could make out a pair of large wings fluttering.
