C35 Your Honor Personally Defended Zhang Xing

Cliff rose to his feet with a sneer.

"Great God of Magic, I am your devoted follower. I seek your shelter. Grant me your strength!"

A white light bathed him momentarily, but it vanished after a mere three seconds.

Zhang Xing's shield, however, remained intact.

Yet, there was no time constraint specified for this question.

"Zhang Xing's response is utter nonsense