"Young friend, I have a presumptuous favor to ask..."
"Not interested." Jiang Zuo cut the Old Beggar off before he could even finish.
'A presumptuous favor is a favor best left unasked.'
"I can give you something, young friend. Something I think you might be interested in," said the Old Beggar.
Jiang Zuo didn't respond. 'Something I'm interested in?'
He was interested in many things, yet at the same time, he was interested in nothing.
How to put it? If you asked him to think of something he wanted, nothing would come to mind.
But if he happened to stumble upon something, his interest would be piqued.
'It's a mystery.'
So he stayed silent, waiting for the man to tell him what it was.
The Old Beggar continued, "You have a Duan Qiao, don't you? Its manifested Spiritual Body, aside from its Talent Ability, isn't very useful, is it?"
Jiang Zuo glanced at the Old Beggar, then shook his head. "No, it still has its uses."
'The Infinite Signal Tower is actually quite useful.'
