Hades did not answer the question. He ducked behind the bar, and a rummaging sound ensued. Ten seconds later, he reappeared, holding a candle that looked like pure white cream.
This seemed to be some sort of rare item, which was clear from the way Hades handled it — Lu Li only saw him display a similar expression when he encountered Shilling.
Hades removed the protective cover from the oil lamp nearby, tilted the white candle, and lit it.
A faint glow of light emerged, featuring a blend of pale yellow and light red that wasn't any different from a normal flame. The wax around the flame melted but did not drip down; instead, it turned into steam-like vapor, which spiraled upward and dissipated into the void.
Lu Li stared at the flame, suddenly overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling.
The dim candlelight seemed to disperse a pervasive mist, exposing the most essential truth to his eyes. It was as if the fog on his vision had been suddenly wiped clean, making everything clear.
