Edna tilted her head and thought for a moment, then tried to use obvious mouth movements to tell Xue Yunfeng: Don't do anything for now.
Whatever happened could wait until all those women arrived, especially Manx. They absolutely had to wait until Ulrant respectfully invited her into his reception hall and finished his grand speech before starting anything.
And before those women arrived, they... were merely irrelevant visitors who had come to Candlekeep to broaden their horizons, utterly innocent and well-behaved!
Xue Yunfeng's eyes darted around, and he quickly understood Edna's meaning. He flashed a crafty smile, waved his hand, turned around, and left the room.
His steps were exceptionally light... In this library, he could not open any of the books that interested him. And the ones he could open... why would he bother reading those spell analysis books?
His head would swell from reading, all just to add a little spell attack power?
But to him, that tiny bit of attack power was utterly meaningless.
Though Snow Old Dog talked tough, he actually understood the limits of his abilities very clearly... He could see the constantly shifting battlefield, yet he could not aim at a target twenty meters away.
So his spells were basically all area attacks and various support buffs... The most tragic part was that even with support spells, he only dared use group-targeted ones.
If he used a single-target spell... the enemy would probably be the one celebrating.
So, in this world without aiming assistance, he suffered the most... The Undead hated it most when someone went AFK during a fight, but... if it was him, most people would beg him to hurry up and go AFK.
Xue Yunfeng decided he should go outside and make some battle preparations... Nanfeng's stream had made the freedom-loving