Inside the cave, a young man clad in black martial arts attire sat cross-legged between two illusory walls.
Hearing the four experts chatting and watching them sit, waiting for him, Yone could only sigh and shake his head. There was nothing he could do.
'Once again, greed led me to a disastrous situation that will most likely kill me,' Yone closed his eyes, his expression calm and composed.
He had long accepted this flaw in his personality, knowing it would constantly put him in dangerous situations. But accepting it didn't make it any easier when faced with such moments.
Right now, Yone was trapped between two illusory walls, just a few meters apart.
To make matters worse, being trapped was only the tip of the iceberg.
With each passing minute, the illusory walls slowly inched closer, closing the gap between them. It was clear that they were designed to crush him to death.
