After hearing his mentor's words, Qian Wang also cast a deeply meaningful glance at me, as if he were looking down on me for my sudden drop in intelligence. Alright, my bad for misunderstanding.
What followed was a silence. His mentor simply closed his eyes, apparently either resting or practicing; after all, the Ghost King had just helped him clear away that shadow in his heart, saying that his mentor could now further advance his spiritual cultivation.
Thinking of that Ghost King, that old man, I couldn't help but feel contemplative. What kind of power did he actually possess? Could my master and his mentor together defeat him?
However, reflecting on it, I felt very fortunate. It was a good thing he was friend rather than foe, otherwise, I might already be in the Underworld, having tea and chatting with the Judge by now.
Thud...
I don't know how much time had passed, or whether my eyes were open or closed, when a sudden noise startled me, bringing me back to reality.
