Sean’s face was sullen as he stood up. “Are you going to create the geomancy assay on this piece of useless wood?”
With that, he threw the Disc of Eight Trigrams at Galen.
Galen was stunned as he immediately asked, “Mr. Cooper, what do you mean?”
“You know what I mean!” Sean’s eyes were filled with hostility.
Galen furrowed his brows. “Mr. Cooper, please don’t listen to the words of others. This Disc of Eight Trigrams is a top-tier talisman. You witnessed Mr. Yonce’s demonstration just now!”
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