"Sigh, please don't give her unnecessary hope. It will only lead to more disappointment," the old woman said, with a hint of disappointment in her own voice.
Ning caught that and used his analysis on the old woman. She was an Aether Grandmaster in the art of Enchanting.
'Why does she sound so defeated though?' Ning wondered. He could have opened Omni-analysis to learn a lot more about the woman, but he didn't want to suffer from the mental pain that would give him.
The information would never be worth that pain.
Finally, they reached a room on the upper floor, and Ning looked at what looked like a kitchen.
There were two massive black cauldrons bubbling on top of the two gas stoves, dimly lit by a black, sooted light overhead.
In fact, the entire room was black, with seemingly no ventilation in the room.
'That's not good for oneself,' he thought. The woman quickly ran up to the cauldron and started stirring it.
