"Yes, Mohist."
Lou Suwen nodded, "Pure."
Not just pure, but Lou Suwen had never seen someone as pure as Ji Jue...
Even if we look back centuries when the Chosen One of the Ember didn't even consider themselves a craftsman, there were truly few Mohists like Ji Jue.
Seeing Ji Jue struggling and retreating step by step in the fierce attack, Lou Suwen surprisingly didn't show any smugness; instead, an expression of heartache and undisguised envy appeared:
"You got lucky."
Such an UR that even an exhausted card pool wouldn't yield, how did it grow out of the ground in your Cliff City!
Could it be that the Feng Shui of Cliff City is just that nurturing?
My Lou family's ancestral tomb is not in a bad position either!
"The Tong family has always done things with convenience for others, it's just neighborly affection among everyone, where's the luck in it?"
Although he said this, the old man's mouth was almost grinning to the back of his neck.
It's satisfying!
