However, Nan Tong did not respond to him, but just made a gesture for him to stop talking.
After all, Nan Tong still doesn’t know what kind of magic power is surging in this young man’s body.
If Nan Tong couldn't solve the problem, he would bury the boy in the desert.
Therefore, there is no need for too many words.
When the young man saw Nan Tong stretch out a hand and press it on his chest, he said nothing and just watched the other person's movements quietly.
The moment Nan Tong's palm touched the other person's body, he noticed it almost immediately.
This is the magic of the Hebrew magician!
"Son, I'm sorry to meet you in this way."
"But you have to understand, this is your one chance."
"It's about your chances of survival."
"I'm going to tell you something, but no matter what, you must not make any sound."
"If you understand, nod your head."
The young man swallowed his saliva. He was of course not aware of the current situation.
He even thought that Nan Tong was going to take his life.
So the boy nodded and said, "Sir, have you followed me all the way here from Hebrew?"
"If you want to take my life, please do it now."
"But I beg you not to harm those who are traveling with me."
Upon hearing this, Nan Tong just raised the corner of his mouth.
"They are not travelers, child."
"And I am not from the Hebrew Empire."
"Could it be that you can't see my appearance clearly?"
Nan Tong's body flashed slightly white, which allowed the young man to immediately see Nan Tong's appearance.
"You are..."
"The magician of Holy Egypt?"
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