No one expected that at this time, Fang Hong would still have a trump card.
Nor did anyone expect that his trump card would be a Fairy Master.
In the command center, only the soft sound of breathing remained. People looked at each other, wanting to confirm that the astonishment they felt was not exclusive to themselves. They were tossing around the thought in their minds, this young man, who had already demonstrated such astonishing talent while commanding a Flexible Construct in combat, showed a keenness during battle that was akin to a Supreme One; and in terms of calculative power over controlling a Flexible Construct, he was like a Construct Lord—but he—was a Fairy Master.
