The immediate-body Buddhas of the Immortal Peak Temple, as Black Conical Hat Li said—are indeed strange.
At this moment, the ninja wearing a black iron conical hat is crouching on the window sill of the side hall, pursing his lips, looking ready to leap away at any moment.
Inside the hall, Lann delicately wields his katana just right, allowing the sword oil to fully coat the blade.
"Is this how you used to hunt monsters? It looks... quite basic."
Black Conical Hat Li tries to make his words sound more diplomatic, but as a ninja who trained since childhood, he has no literary finesse—his words still cut straight to the heart.
Lann thinks to himself that while Demon Hunters have plenty of methods, you have to try one at a time when encountering new types of monsters, right?
Do you just smash them all at once?
Never heard of doing things like that.
