"Mr. Tang De."
The Sorcerer-Ghoul turned around, looking at him with dark, hollow eyes: "What is it now, our little Captain?"
"I was wondering, couldn't you have kept that Alchemist back then?"
"It's not exactly that," the Sorcerer-Ghoul shook his head: "It's just, why should I have kept him?"
Fang Hong opened his mouth wide, momentarily speechless.
This answer was too reasonable; he found himself unable to refute it—
"But..."
"Alright," Tang De interrupted him: "Actually, my judgment at the time was indeed slightly off. I just didn't expect that cowardly fellow to escape so easily. At the time, I had at least seven or eight spells that could have kept him there, the simplest being the Anchoring Spell—
