Ling Feng was puzzled but had no choice, he could only watch Martin examining the sand table of Mount Olympus, anxious but helpless.
Fortunately, after a while, Martin was done admiring the so-called miracle, and he looked up and said to Joseph, "Protector sir, why isn't the god statue I sent here present!"
"Hmm? Why are you asking about this?" Joseph's eyes briefly flashed alertness as he asked suspiciously.
"Nothing, it's just that I haven't seen it in a while, so I kind of miss it!" Martin replied.
Hearing this, Ling Feng nodded secretly, thinking to himself, "This kid is sensible enough, he hasn't forgotten his mission!"
Actually, his worries were unnecessary. Martin could always feel Little Fei, hiding within him, squirming slightly, fearing that if he didn't perform well, he might be bitten to death. He was already doing his best to conceal his panic and fear!
