"You are right, human hero, I am indeed a turtle close to death, but we can still talk. Perhaps there will be a turn of events, and maybe I can help you obtain what you desire, right?"
Even as his illusion was exposed, the old turtle maintained a serene demeanor, now more than ever resembling a sage weathered by time.
Upon hearing the old turtle's words, Ivan pondered for a moment before hesitantly nodding, though his guard remained up, lest the other party suddenly unleash a thunderous attack.
"Ahem, I never expected to encounter a descendant of that noble one in these circumstances, in this place—how fortunate indeed," the old turtle suddenly sighed with emotion.
"Are you talking about the Star Realm bloodline?" Ivan frowned slightly, wondering if the Sacrificial Light had revealed something.
