Luna glanced at the group of men, cleared her throat, and said, "Since you all want to learn, I'll teach you. But fair warning, if you can't get it, you can't blame me."
Although the guys were smart, the Sound Transmission Skill was a Cultivation Technique—who knew if they had that kind of talent and insight?
Even Malachi Arcanus was clever and had great comprehension, or he'd never have reached this level.
He was just a bit more innocent in personality, which sometimes made him come across as adorably dense.
"If we can't learn it, then that's on us—why would we blame you?"
Malachi's eyes lit up at her, rushing to voice his support.
Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Jade, Soren Phoenix, and Mael Valerius also jumped in, all clearly confident failure wasn't an option.
If Luna could learn it, no way they couldn't.
If they really couldn't get it, they might as well drop dead.
They'd be shameless to blame someone else over it.
