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“Are you sure you want me to inscribe twenty Thunder Flame Inscriptions?”

David Bishop frowned when he saw the pile of materials the little fatty had prepared. He felt it to be slightly too much.

“Yes, Boss.”

The little fatty’s head nodded like a chick pecking on rice, subsequently asking, “Boss, are there any problems?”

“No problems.”

David Bishop shook his head.

He then said