Seeing the expressions on the faces of Master Bai Mei and Zhang Tianjue, Lin Dong thought they were reluctant to give him the Thousand-Year-Old Black Lotus.
However, he reasoned that it was quite normal, considering how precious the Thousand-Year-Old Black Lotus was. Even though Lin Dong had saved their Sovereign Witch Sect, they couldn't just be compelled to hand it over to him.
"Master Bai Mei, that Thousand-Year-Old Black Lotus..."
Before he could finish, Master Bai Mei sighed and said, "Master Lin, I'm afraid we can't give you the Thousand-Year-Old Black Lotus."
"This..." Upon hearing this, Lin Dong's heart sank, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Master Bai Mei continued, "Master Lin, it's not that we don't want to give it to you. It's just that the Thousand-Year-Old Black Lotus is no longer there."
"Gone? What do you mean?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.
