Plans

"Isn't that Voidsteel spear, the one that no one has been able to lift properly for the past few years?" one clansman asked the other.

"Yes, I heard that not even the prince was able to hold the spear because of its weight; it was more like a burden than a weapon."

"Yes, this punk looks so weak. How would he be able to hold the spear? Those two guards are 2-star heroes blessed with super strength, and they still find it hard to lift it up, even when they are paired."

Their words confirmed Liam’s speculation that the spear actually belonged to his father. So many times before his death, a lot of villains had tried to steal it, but they all ended up stuck in their thieving positions, mostly pressed down by the spear.

The crowd would be very shocked if he was really able to lift it considering the weight.

“I bet my life that he won’t be able to lift that.”

“Me too. I bet your life that he would be pressed after placing his hand on that spear.”

“You stupid lazy punk! What happened to your
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