The elder didn't even glance at the eyeball. He simply pinched it lightly with two fingers, and the eyeball, much like the wall before, quickly melted into a viscous liquid, dripping into the sewage at his feet.
"Xiaojiu..."
The elder spoke in a hoarse, deep voice reminiscent of an owl, addressing the empty, dark waterway,
"The item you left for the Young Master, I've obtained it. You... can rest in peace now."
He sighed softly, carefully wiped the dust off the Sheepskin Scroll, and placed it safely close to his body.
After finishing all this, the elder slowly pulled the corners of his mouth into a chilling smile:
"However, walk slowly on the Yellow Springs Road, don't be in a hurry. I will soon send those who wronged you down to accompany you. Would you prefer Mask or Zuo Bai to arrive first?"
Hehehe——
The elder let out a series of eerie low laughs. Before the laughter faded, he casually pressed his palm lightly on the edge of the hole he had melted out.
