"Eat... eat... eat..."
Watching Gao Zhijian stutter for what felt like an eternity without being able to form a word, Li Huowang sighed in dejection. He reached out and took the two books from the tall man. "That's enough," he said. "I don't need you anymore. You can go."
After the crestfallen Gao Zhijian left, Li Huowang lowered his head and looked again at the two books in his hands. One of them was an ordinary paper book, while the other was completely encased in translucent wax.
The wax-wrapped book was the Fire Coat True Scripture that Jiang Yingzi had given him, with the translation she had written beside it.
The Fire Coat True Scripture was a valuable treasure. Although the treatment process was excruciating, it could one day save his life from external injuries on the road. It would be a great pity not to learn how to use such a wonderful thing.
