Weapons weren't people, and it wouldn't be Liam's first time losing one. He wasn't even the affectionate type. His material attachment was limited to what his great Master had left him.
However, the fan was different. It was not only an extremely valuable tool that could support Liam throughout the branching stage and beyond. It was also alive. It might act like a kid going through puberty, but it had still fought at Liam's side for countless battles.
After the sudden departure from the Sect, Liam had vowed many things. Becoming strong enough not to lose anything again had been among them, and it definitely applied to his unruly companion.
Of course, the situation remained tragic, but that had never stopped Liam. It just meant that he had to defeat the taipan in a frontal clash.
Still, the taipan was of the same mind, and the tides of toxic Qi blowing from Liam's figure did nothing to delay its strategy.
