In the bustling hustle, Afandila was like a child who had just obtained a new toy. With an excited smile on his face, he kept trying to cast various sorcery techniques as he walked on the white clouds and left the temple surrounded by the Wizard Li warriors.
"Your Majesty, congratulations. You finally harvested your first most valuable 'seed,'" Charlot looked at the receding figure of the old man who seemed to have regained a new life and looked at Zhang Lisheng with a mixed expression before speaking in a low voice, "With him, your faith in the mainland can finally take root now."
"This is indeed a happy event, Charlot," Zhang Lisheng smiled. "But there already are high priests among the mainland slaves on Wizard Li Island…"