Xuan Yue fell silent in thought while Pu Lin, trembling, walked up to the midpoint between Ah Dai and Xuan Yue. While tired and stooped, he was not short. Ah Dai quickly supported Pu Lin by the arm and asked, "Prophet, are you alright?"
Pu Lin shook his head, saying, "You two, listen. From now on, I'm going to teach you the skill to command the Tilu fighters. You must swear not to share this knowledge with others."
Ah Dai bowed his head and said, "Prophet Pu Lin, I...I don't want to learn."
Pu Lin sighed. Suddenly, his thin, frail hand reached out towards Ah Dai's chest. Ah Dai was startled but did not resist. His hand had touched the leather bag containing the Sword of Hades through the fabric of his clothing. An icy evil power emanated from the hilt of the sword, instantly chilling the room. Xuan Yue couldn't help but shiver.
