"Garber Master, is that... it?"
Elthar Garber elegantly sheathed his sword, casually inserting it at his side, and the sword vanished inch by inch into thin air.
"Yes, it's done."
Carson Flores was uncertain, this was too exaggerated.
After all, it was a project that cost ten billion spirit stones, and you solved it with a mere wave of your hand, giving me the illusion that 'even I could do it'.
It's like being terminally ill, desperately seeking doctors, spending a fortune to find one, only for that doctor to give you two casual jabs, then claim you're cured.
Those who know would praise your skills, while those who don't might think you're a fraud.
Carson's eyes fell on the Dark Ancestral Dragon: "Senior, how do you feel?"
The Dark Ancestral Dragon stretched its body, its massive dragon eyes filled with excitement.
"I can no longer feel his presence; the bond has been severed. I'm free, haha!"
It actually worked!
Though expensive, it was worth it.
