Swearing Brotherhood with Hai-Dong

“Thi... this... this's an Immortal Soul stage attack spell talisman!?” the young man shouted in shock as he saw the complex spell pattern on the talisman in his hand that he had just received from Zheng-Fu.

"Hah... An Immortal Soul stage attack spell!? What’s that, brother? It's just an ordinary lucky talisman, isn't it?” Zheng-Fu pretended to be shocked at the young man's words with a questioning voice that spoke about the talisman in Hai-Dong's hand.

Just an ordinary lucky talisman?!

“You said that it was just an ordinary lucky talisman?! You know nothing, little boy... Sigh! Sorry, I forgot that you didn't know about the spell pattern, so you don't know what this talisman is." The young man panicked at first, but thinking that Zheng-Fu was not a sorcerer, he let out a breath.

"Sorcerer? Oh... I want to be a sorcerer too,” said Zheng-Fu, looking like he understood and smiling like a child who wanted something.