After Han Shuo finished speaking, the wormlike scars covering Bolands's face seemed to come alive with excitement, making him look as terrifying as a ghost appearing in broad daylight.
Even Bolands's current master, Sword Saint Carola, had no way to control the killing intent that filled his body. All this time, Bolands had been feeling his way forward alone. His exploration of this unknown field was filled with confusion and danger, and Sword Saint Carola could offer him no help.
To Sword Saint Carola, Bolands's research into killing intent was nothing more than an unorthodox pursuit, beneath him to waste time on. He had once urged Bolands to return to orthodox battle aura cultivation. Unfortunately, Bolands had sunk deeper and deeper, gradually becoming so absorbed that he could no longer extricate himself. Carola could not persuade him, and, disdaining this "unorthodox pursuit," naturally could not offer him any help along that path.
Now that he heard Han Shuo possessed a martial technique that could conceal and control this killing intent, his words sounded like heavenly music to Bolands, who had walked alone through unfamiliar territory for so long. They seemed to tear a deep opening in his years of solitude, and Bolands immediately lost control of himself.
"Y-you mean it?" Bolands's face twitched even more violently with excitement, his tone somewhat incredulous.
Bolands had previously witnessed Han Shuo's fierce battle with Lio Kane of the Bart Trade Alliance. That, along with the wonders Han Shuo had demonstrated at their first meeting, had given Bolands the delighted feeling of finding a kindred spirit. Otherwise, he would not have lingered after Lawrence left, hoping to have a detailed conversation with Han Shuo and see whether he could gain something he had been hoping for.
Nodding firmly, Han Shuo said confidently, "Not only