The sky met the setting sun.
Beside the wasteland, by the well, the two men stood amid the russet red, their shadows stretching long.
Looking at the silent Lin An, Yuan Feng did not know why, but a trace of smugness rose in his heart. This feeling somewhat diluted the pressure Lin An brought him.
So what if he was the Global First and could kill me in an instant?
Wasn't he still amazed by my methods?
It was just a pity that there was no third person present, and even more of a pity that he had discovered my methods.
"Your Excellency Lin An, are you satisfied with these?"
His tone relaxed, Yuan Feng broke the silence first and asked casually.
As far as he was concerned, no matter how high the requirements for the little experiment Lin An had mentioned were, after seeing the scene before him, he would surely be "satisfied," right?
Although he had never tested it in practice, fifteen Paranormal Entities possessing Cursed Objects should probably be enough to tear any Third Order expert to pieces.
Lin An had remained silent all this time. Perhaps he was only pretending to be calm, worried that the Fierce Ghosts would lose control?
Thinking of this, a smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
"Lin An, you can rest assured. Since we signed a contract, I would never have brought you here without absolute confidence that I could control these things."
"These things will only be triggered after they 'smell' the scent left by the shoes burning, combined with the aura of being dragged into a Ghost Dream."
His tone was filled with emotion.
Although he could not compare with Lin An in terms of direct strength, if he were given sufficient time to make preparations, it