The profound, grander-than-life vibe from the previous conversation and the rewards' showcase came crashing down on the spot.
Lancelot couldn't help but inspect Liam, unaware of whether he should smile, be confused, or say something.
Even the spirit was left speechless, perplexed in ways that his life in the cultivation world and his time managing the inheritance had failed to prepare him for.
The matter involved a life-saving rank 4 item, the wisdom of a legendary expert of unfathomable cultivation, and the peerless mastery in a noble art on which that entire world was built.
However, Liam had rejected all that outright, without even showing a shred of hesitation, as if a blessing an expert at his level couldn't even dream of receiving wasn't worth considering.
Lancelot's brain eventually settled for a laugh, except that nothing left his lips. Instead, he checked the spirit, silently conveying how lost he was about his Brother's rejection.
