Jack of all trades, master of none.

Eight Master Chang wiped the blood from his mouth, circulated his energy briefly, and once he felt a bit better, smiled and said:

"Understood."

That evening, we all had dinner together, and the dishes on the table were more refined than before, with even snail noodle dishes present, showing that the Winged Snake Clan really had been finding ways to integrate into this world during my absence.

The Winged Snake Old Mother handed me a map and said:

"This map is for you. The things here were prepared by Xiao Fen for you as a token of its affection. They might just help you find a way to break through the issues in your relationship. However, your current abilities are not up to the task. You possess the abilities of the Shamanic Tribe, and you also have the abilities of Divination Daoism. How should I put it..."

The Winged Snake Old Mother took a sip of wine, shook her head, and continued: