Nangong Shu looked shocked.
Based on her understanding of Lin Baici, she knew that he was an incredibly proud man. Let alone admitting someone else as his master, he would rather die than acknowledge the word 'lose'...
So, does being the master mean Lin Baici is the master of Xia Qila?
Oh my God!
Impossible, right?
Subjective cognition told Nangong Shu that it was absolutely impossible, but logic told her that it was true without a doubt.
Lin Baici smiled and then raised his left hand, clenching his five fingers.
"Hiss!"
Pete immediately drew a sharp breath from the pain, hunched over, clutching his chest.
It hurts!
It hurts so much!
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Baici asked.
"Yes!"
Pete quickly nodded.
"If Xia Qila was here, she would be in pain after I made this move as well!"
Lin Baici thought that at this point, Pete should understand.
Sure enough, Pete froze, staring at Lin Baici with a blank look.
"Are you saying..."
"You are the master of the Great Shaman?"
