C1259 Condense the Source Tracing Body!

The Flying Tiger Soldier Lord shifted his gaze to Woody and Equation, his voice icy as he spoke, "I've granted you two slots in the contest for the Profound Sky Pond. All I ask is that you don't let me down."

Upon hearing this, Woody and Equation trembled slightly, then promptly affirmed their agreement without a moment's hesitation.

"There's more," the Soldier Lord continued