Gazing at the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, he gently dusted off the cover.
"Little book, I traded my finest sword to choose you, so you better not disappoint me."
The Wordless Heavenly Scripture didn't seem to have any awareness, showing no reaction whatsoever.
Logan, of course, did not expect it to respond right now. He was about to leave, and considering he was in front of so many from the Falling Snow Sect, it was best to keep a low profile.
He did not take fifteen minutes; he was transported out in just half that time.
When he emerged, many were surprised.
"So fast? Can you really pick something good in such a short time?"
"The others before him, each one so choosy, why does it seem like Logan is just showboating, acting so nonchalant?"
Someone snorted coldly, feeling slightly dissatisfied with Logan.
Logan had actually heard these idle comments, but he did not take them to heart.
