Fang Geyu withdrew his hand, cradled his snowy cheeks, and smiled, "When I was three years old, in this very place, I was met with skepticism from the entire city because, as the future inheritor of Shifang City, when I touched the Scale Stone, there was no reaction at all.
The residents of Shifang City are blessed by the Sea God, with unique bloodlines, even if with the most mundane aptitudes, they can awaken their own talisman spirits, differing only in strength.
Yet that year, I learned that my Divine Talisman was empty.
There was no reaction from any talisman spirit, and so the name 'waste' stuck to me for four years.
Until I was seven, when I demonstrated an astounding talent in the talisman path, even without a talisman spirit as a foundation, my talisman control ability was not weaker than anyone else.
Only then was I able to shed the name 'waste.' You say these people... Hmm? Why are you looking at me with that expression?"
