Logan always felt that things weren't so simple; he racked his brains but couldn't understand why the Evil Cultivator had let him go so easily. Was it really because his own strength was so formidable that it made the Evil Cultivator wary? Or was there a bigger conspiracy brewing?
Just as Logan was lost in thought, the Qilin and the Flood Dragon beside him also witnessed the scene. They abruptly looked up, their faces filled with disbelief. They knew that the Evil Cultivator had always been their archenemy, never before had he shown such "generosity."
"What... what is going on?" the Qilin asked in surprise, his voice filled with confusion.
"I'm not sure either, but I feel like something's off," the Flood Dragon shook its head, its gaze fixed intently on the entrance of the cave, as if trying to decipher its mysteries.
