Owen Bertram laughed bitterly: "You're overestimating me. You know your own strength, don't you? How would a junior like me manage to snatch something from your hands?"
Santa nodded: "That sounds like an agreement. I'll tell you, the reason I've come out of seclusion this time is to find one of the [Four Extremes of Eastern Land] before the complete arrival of Origin Resurgence and the full awakening of old friends. In this place lies the Southern Treasure Root of Eastern Land!"
Owen Bertram reflexively asked: "The [Four Extremes of Eastern Land] is…?"
Santa was already yelling impatiently: "I'll explain later, take action quickly, can't you see that I'm almost spent?"
With his remaining strength, Santa released eight Flame Chains from his body, hammering into the surrounding void, keeping himself in place. But still, they were no match for those steel cables.
Owen Bertram laughed heartily: "That was my mistake, let me as a junior lend a hand now!"
