Wood leaned against a wine barrel slick with black oil, his bulging eyes sizing Li Ziran up with painstaking scrutiny, like a rogue admiring a beauty passing by the roadside. His weathered gums stretched into a dry, mirthless grin.
But Li Ziran did not hear a word of his so-called proposal. He was busy dealing with the remnants of the surgery.
"Little Witch Doctor, I'm talking seriously. That little knight might not be able to subdue a Ghostling from the Abyss. Those things' methods may be a little old-fashioned, but they work often enough. How about we cooperate?"
Li Ziran hung the operated-on Cavis at his waist, then began applying Revival Potion to the Giant's temple, retreating outward bit by bit. As for Wood's proposal, he merely smiled.
"Hey, don't look down on me like that. I'm telling you, subduing them is actually very simple. When those Ghostlings break through, they lose their shells, but they still preserve one organ. That organ is the body they inhabit, and their only body." Seeing that Li Ziran still ignored him, Wood spoke even more fervently. "For Ghostlings born from Demons, it is usually a pair of eyeballs. As long as you find those eyeballs, not only will the Ghostling be unable to possess you, it will instead become your aid. Have you heard of the Bauhinia Lineage? Back then, the first Duke of Bauhinia was targeted and controlled by a Ghostling, which became the source of the Bauhinia Lineage's power. So, how about it? Want a Ghostling as an assistant?"
Li Ziran's eyes lit up, and his movements could not help slowing.
Of course he had heard of the Bauhinia Lineage's great reputation. Even now, the method he used to read memories relied on the Memory Ghost controlled by the Bauhinia Lineage.