"Ha..." March 7th seemed to have thought of something quite amusing.
Shen Wan was covered in sweat-drop marks. *No, I certainly don't have that kind of ability.* Even if she did, it wouldn't be easy to use. The Xianzhou was not Jarilo-VI; an Emanator could flip the table there, but here, flipping the table in front of Phantylia would be nothing but trouble. How could she possibly protect the few people around her?
"Oh?" There was no telling whether "Tingyun" believed it or not, but she let out an "oh" anyway. "It's not that I'm belittling everyone's abilities. But if my benefactors were to throw out their backs in a moment of carelessness, I wouldn't feel very good about it either."
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