"My young master is unwilling. Can't you understand that?"
The brief sentence was forceful and imposing, carrying an overwhelming pressure that instantly made Luan Shu's heart sink.
Luan Shu's pupils abruptly contracted, and his entire body stiffened. The persistence and dominance on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by utter shock and panic!
He was a genuine Level-Seven Soul Engineer who had immersed himself in the path of Soul Tools for decades. His knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary people, yet after staring at the Soul Cannon on the table and sensing it carefully for a long while, he could not comprehend its formation patterns or energy system at all. He could not even detect a trace of its power!
Despite his attainments as a Level-Seven Soul Engineer, he could not analyze even the slightest part of it!
What did that mean?
The grade of this Soul Tool far exceeded Level Seven!
It was Level Eight! A genuine Level-Eight Fixed-Mount Soul Cannon!
A Level-Eight Soul Tool!
Even throughout the entire Bright Moon Empire, it was a nation-protecting treasure. There were only a handful of them, each one hoarded by the imperial family. Ordinary city lords and top factions had no chance of even coming into contact with one!
Yet this silent guard before him could casually produce a Level-Eight Soul Cannon. His aura was unfathomable, and his attainments in Soul Tools vastly surpassed Luan Shu's own. He had to be a genuine Level-Eight Soul Engineer!
A Level-Eight Soul Engineer!
There were fewer than fifty in the entire Bright Moon Empire. Every one of them was a royal consecrated expert, a top-tier giant with an incomparably exalted status!
Yet a Level-Eight Soul Engineer standing at the peak of the continent was merely this young man's personal subordinate!
At that moment,