Otherwise, I, the shaman, would not be able to see anyone."

This awareness is really high.

Although Lang Jiahao is not a great shaman, but only the appointed successor, Cai Gen is very pleased with his way of dealing with people.

At least it's much better than those old guys who are immune to wind and rain.

On Taiqinggou, Brother Tong Aiguo, except for showing off his strength during internal strife, did nothing to help, and almost filled the audience seats.

Look at Lang Jiahao, he is really neat and tidy.

The torn suit fragments on the ground all represent his determination.

Moreover, he was wearing a shaman's robe, so he was already prepared.

I never wanted to rely solely on Cai Gen and others, and my starting point was very honest.

Cai Gen patted Lang Jiahao on the shoulder to express encouragement.

"Jiahao, if you have this kind of heart, you will definitely be able to achieve great things in the future.

Don't worry, I will give you support and nothing will happen to you.

You may not know the strength of these people around me.

Although I don’t know much about it, I won’t let you down anyway.”

How can these few words reassure people?

Lang Jiahao put on his mask and assumed that what Cai Gen said was true.

He raised the black leather drum in his hand and started singing with his unique accent.

"It's not bright in the east, but it's bright in the west

Let me bask in the setting sun and bask in my sorrow

Not busy the night before, but busy the night after

After dreaming about gold, I dream about yellow beams."

When Cai Gen heard this, he looked at Lang Jiahao in horror.
Chapter completed!