"The strangeness of this space is not something human power can easily unravel, but since you insist on leaving, though I cannot stop you, I am truly worried for you."
The voice of the Sword Obsession Hermit was deep and weathered, each word like a pearl fished from the long river of time, heavy and precious.
Lin Dong heard this, his gaze resolute, "It is good that Senior can understand. Senior, why not think of a way to leave with us? How about it?"
The Sword Obsession Hermit shook his head, "I won't go. Decades ago, I was cast into a shadow, and I dare not cross that sea again..."
At this point, he slowly took something out from his sleeve, an ancient cloth bag adorned with intricate sword patterns that faintly emitted a gentle spiritual light.
"Is this... your spatial bag, Senior?" Lin Dong was surprised, but more than that, puzzled and confused.
Yun Ruoxian also looked astonished. The two exchanged glances, seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
