67: Chapter 1 Arrogance Before, Humility After_2 67: Chapter 1 Arrogance Before, Humility After_2 “I just don’t understand how I agreed to save her!” Liu Zhenhan shook his head and muttered.
Just after finishing the War Song, the four people involved in the healing chain, besides him, were two of the strongest pandaren warriors.
Their expressions were strained.
Avril’s injuries, even when divided evenly, had left them clutching their chests, their faces a shade paler.
“If I knew this beforehand, I would have exerted less strength,” Gude grumbled.
He had also been assigned to share this psychic link, aning in other words, he inflicted on himself a quarter of the damage with his own trident.
The other pandaren warrior, Gerard, watched from the side with cold eyes.
The height and width of his body were almost similar, like a natural square, beefcake.
Only Liu Zhenhan was frolicking around.
His physique made many people think that he was more of a magical beast rather than a Panta priest.
“How are you all doing?
How does it feel?” Liu Zhenhan went around, slapping the Panta warriors on their shoulders.
“How does it feel to go berserk?
Do you feel anything out of place?”
“It’s fine, just a bit dizzy, just a bit.” Gude smiled sheepishly.
“We Easterners don’t have Beamon priests, so we don’t know what it’s like to go berserk.
Our elders said that powerful Panta warriors can enter a berserk state through ‘drunkenness,’ but we lack sufficient rage and alcohol to stimulate this potential.”
“Why did you impulsively help us earlier?” Liu Zhenhan asked.
“This rmaid Princess is too oppressive!” Gude growled.
“We Panta warriors are n of grit.
We cannot stand by and watch her bully the weak.”
“I heard that rmaids eat human flesh.” Liu Zhenhan imdiately added fuel to the fire, slandering the rmaids.
“Slandering others behind their backs is not sothing an honorable priest should do.” Ning Yu walked over.
“How can rmaids possibly eat human flesh?
How can you, a learned priest, believe such a vulgar rumor that only layn would spread?”
For so reason, Liu Zhenhan felt overwheld seeing Ning Yu.
He felt she was more of a disciplinarian than Helen.
Being around her and under the gaze of her big beautiful eyes that saw right through him made him especially uncomfortable.
“Ahem…” Liu Zhenhan coughed twice, trying to pull himself together.
He cleared his throat and asked, “Miss Ning Yu, where did you take the rmaid Princess, Avril?”
“I put her on my water bed.
rmaids cannot be away from water for long.
Water is the Sea Clan’s best dicine for healing.
She’s sleeping now.
When she wakes up, she should be fine.
Your War Song really was very effective.” Ning Yu very rarely offered Liu Zhenhan a smile.
“I apologize for underestimating you before.
You have proven your selflessness with your strength and kindness.
Although, you are still prone to deception.”
“Is that how you see ?” Liu Zhenhan straightened his back.
Suddenly, he felt his vanity surge, a heroic feeling filling his entire body.
“I apologize for my previous rudeness.” Ning Yu smiled.
“Hehe…” All Liu Zhenhan could do was giggle foolishly, rubbing his big hand back and forth, unsure of what to say.
Helen pinched his waist hard from behind.
“Miss Ning Yu, on behalf of Richard, I accept your apology, which you actually should not have made.” Helen curtsied.
“It was your compassion that gave us the strongest ntal support at the most critical mont.
Beamon priests will never forget every bit of kindness.”
“Hehe…
I take back what I just said about you not being a good person.” As soon as Liu Zhenhan spoke, he realized his mistake.
Ning Yu’s face instantly turned as red as a beetroot.
The pandaren around them were doing their best to hold back their laughter, the effort causing them great agony.
Ning Yu suddenly felt that forgiving this pig was an unforgivable mistake.
“Honesty is a virtue, lies are always the biggest original sin!” Helen had to strongly face the cleanup from the ss, while fiercely glaring at Old Liu.
“Mr.
Richard…” Ferguson Xu popped out from so corner, calling out to Richard with a nauseating voice.
Richard felt his skin crawl instantly.
“Mr.
Xu, how can I assist you?” The fact that the old man wanted to shirk his duties at the sight of trouble didn’t seem to bother Helen in the slightest.
Her smile was full of warmth, greeting the old man in her most graceful manner.
“Dear Mr.
Richard, do you own this giant shell?” The old man’s eyes shone with the sa gleam you would find in a miser who suddenly moved into the treasures of the ancient Babylon kingdom.
“Yes, it’s the remains of my magical beast.
It sacrificed itself for in a grueso battle.” Richard convincingly rubbed out two faux tears, his acting skills were top-notch.
Helen covertly pinched him again.
“Magical Beast?
Your Magical Beast?” The sight of Old Xu transfixed with shock was quite sothing.
“Yes.” Richard sighed: “It was my partner, a lesser dragon-type model!
Life is full of surprises; I never thought I’d bury it.”
“This model has to be at least a few thousand years old.” Ning Yu said in the sidelines coldly, her slender fingers tapping the rings of age on the shell.
Her attention was drawn by the words on the shell, her gaze fixated on them.
“Dear Mr.
Richard!!!” The old man continued his exaggerated and ingratiating tone: “You are no lesser dragon ritualist!
You fooled so well!”
“What?” Richard jumped, not because of his words, but the incongruity of his rather righteous appearance paired with this nauseating expression.
“You are obviously a Dragon Ritualist!” the old man said.
“A Dragon Ritualist?” Helen’s beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.
“Panta Warriors, set sail!” The old man donned a new persona, commandingly ordering his subordinates, his tone then imdiately flipping into a sycophantic one, addressing Richard and Helen with a low and humble voice: “Dear Ritualist!
Yes!
This is indeed a dragon!”
“A dragon?” Helen laughed: “No offense to your wisdom, but to the best of my knowledge, there seems to be a significant difference between a dragon and this model.
Yes, this model does possess a similar dragon aura, but at best, it’s just a lesser dragon-type magical beast.
A Dragon Ritualist, oh~~ Since ancient tis, only the great Beamon Ritualist ever achieved such glory.
Even the formidable Kampas, the God of War, only possessed three magical pets, not once did he ever own a dragon pet.”
“You’re wrong.” said Ferguson Xu: “I admit your recollection is not flawed, but the dragon I’m talking about does not originate from the Western Continent.
It’s not from the Aegean Continent, nor the Chesang Continent, and certainly not the Gold Coast Continent.
It cos from a legend in our Silk Continent!”
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