"Your information is vital, Ming. Continue to cultivate in the mysterious space, as tomorrow there may be a great battle."
"Yes, Master!"
In an instant, Ming had completely vanished.
Ren Feifan returned to reality just in time to see the Sword Spirit waiting anxiously outside.
"Ren Feifan, has that person of high stature left?"
The Sword Spirit asked tentatively, his attitude toward Ren Feifan having changed somewhat.
Ren Feifan naturally would not admit it, his eyes darting as he thought of something and said directly, "My master is still inside. He is very disappointed with your behavior over the past few days and even considered executing you, but I stopped him."
The Sword Spirit took a sharp breath. If it were before, he would never believe Ren Feifan, but now, having witnessed that terrifying pressure, he was completely convinced.
