After he had asked this particular set of questions, the soul guardian had sounded so strained that for the first time, Yang Jingshen had actually felt a little bit of pity toward the creature. He didn't have to see it to know how uneasy and uncomfortable it was with his stream of sharp queries.
In the end, he opted to ask about some less spicy problems he encountered this last period. After all, how could he not realize that the soul guardian also seemed a little bit helpless with regard to this situation?
For example, his next question had been about the panel. Or more precisely, about controlling the panel with his mind.
To be honest, this was increasingly becoming a huge obstruction to keeping whatever sort of normalcy that could be possible in his already chaotic life. For instance, it would keep popping up in the least expected and most undesirable places and situations.
