"Maybe you're asking me to act against Yi, but that's not appropriate."
Little fatty Feng Sanyou's strength isn't particularly outstanding, but his loyalty to his brothers is unquestionable.
In his heart, there are three things he must adhere to.
First, patriotism!
Second, respect for his parents!
Finally, and quite importantly, even if it means death, he must never do anything to betray Lin Yi.
For Feng Sanyou, a functional type of careerist, possessing the power to fight independently, even the power to reverse a battle, is what he dreams of.
To achieve this, no matter how much he improves his space attribute skills, he can't deliver effective output; functional skills are just that—functional.
"I'm a girl, why would I need such immense power? Regardless, if the sky falls, Lin Yi will hold it up for us."
Nangong Ling chuckled and added.
"As a blacksmith, I need that kind of power even less. Just focusing on crafting should be enough, right?"
