He looked behind him and noticed a young man. From his appearance, he was around 18 years old or so. However, what caught Roan's attention was his red robe sewn with golden threads. Before coming to the Profound Abyss, the Sect warned its disciples about the things they should pay attention to.
That robe represented the power of the Capital, possibly someone directly descending from the Imperial Family. If possible, they should avoid any conflict with those...at least until they enter the Profound Abyss anyway. Once inside the Profound Abyss, no background would matter. Those were the Imperial Family's own words. Of course, Roan wasn't inside the Profound Abyss yet.
"Kid, give me that piece of Yin Ice Ore. I have a use for it."
Roan snorted and then threw it at the man. Soon after, he turned around and left as if nothing had happened at all.
