Inside the room, the light was dim. The woman put down the food box and smiled charmingly: "Oh, you seem to be in good spirits today; you still have the energy to glare at me."

There was someone in the wooden house, a ragged, dying person, hanging on a wooden frame, barely living, as if already dead.

But at this moment he was somewhat different from usual, his eyes no longer clouded, seeming to have a bit of spirit.

This surprised Ling Meier a little, but she was in great spirits, opened the lid, and took out the exquisite delicacies inside, "Come on, fragrant chicken leg, have a bite..."

"Speaking of your treatment, I’m much better to you than to those people in the prison tower. You don’t know, many people in there can only eat those dirty, smelly dead rats raw~~~ I’m the one who’s so good to you... bringing you tasty food every day~~~"

Ling Meier babbled on, and handed the chicken leg to the man’s mouth...

If it were the usual days, the man’s mouth wouldn’t even open, but today...

He opened his mouth.

And took a bite.

Ling Meier first felt joy, then suspicion: "Today... has something happened?"

Her suspicion was quite sharp.

The man said blandly: "I want to leave here, naturally I need to eat my fill."

Such frank words instead made Ling Meier’s doubts dissolve in laughter. She chuckled: "You’d better eat your chicken leg, at this summit even we Four Great Divine Guards have our actions restricted, let alone you, half-disabled as you are..."

"Is that so, but didn’t you risk coming here to see me, this half-disabled one?" The man’s tone was calm, yet slightly mocking.

"Hehe~ Isn’t it because I fancy you, though you’re like a dried corpse now... especially down here..."

As she spoke, her fingers reached towards the man’s trousers...

The man watched her coldly, expressionless.

After a while, the woman was somewhat shamefully annoyed, withdrew her hand, and lightly hummed: "Turns out you’re truly useless... or are you insulting me?"

The man looked at her indifferently: "No man likes a woman to be too forward either... no matter how good-looking you are..."

"You’re complimenting me on my looks?"

"Looking good is relative to others."

Implicitly... compared to some people, you are very ugly!

Ling Meier’s expression changed slightly, and finally laughed: "What’s the use of being good-looking, those two women in the tower are prettier than each other, yet they’re not prisoners, their fate is in the hands of that person... Speaking of which, back then the Master spared your life, you’re neither a wizard nor have a special bloodline... what was the reason?"

"Because I have the secret he wants to know."

"What secret?"

"Immortality, time travel."

Ling Meier was taken aback; it sounded quite mystical... does the Master believe it?

"Why don’t you tell me, maybe if I’m satisfied, I’ll save you out?"

The man had already closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Bring the chicken leg."

"....."

After eating the chicken leg, the man ignored this woman. Fortunately, today’s harvest was more than the sum of several months before, Ling Meier was very satisfied, twisted her waist as she picked up the box, and laughed: "I’m not always this idle... the Master said a lot of guests will come today, being one of the Four Great Divine Guards, I really have to go meet these honorable guests. I’m off."

Ling Meier left.

The wooden house once again fell to that desolate silence.

After a while, a shadow appeared on the ground.

A black-robed man came in front of him.

Light and shadow speckled.

Sui Yi looked at him.

"You’re here... much faster than I imagined..." The man slowly raised his head, smiling faintly at Sui Yi.

Sui Yi pondered and said: "Zhuang Ziliu, Yi has been looking for you."

Zhuang Ziliu’s breathing paused slightly and said: "She will get used to it eventually... but you, coming here, it seems Shen Xuan was waiting for you, your companions are in trouble."

"Hmm," Sui Yi nodded, broke the ropes binding Zhuang Ziliu, and said: "Wu Jue sent you?"

"Yes," Zhuang Ziliu, extremely weak, yet refused to fall, grasped the wooden frame that had bound him for years, looked at Sui Yi, and smiled: "Aren’t you curious about what she sent me here for?"

Sui Yi glanced at him: "Is she here?"

"No, she can’t directly travel through time, but she seems to have a way to contact people in this world, hence knowing this world still has many remaining Cangwu Fragments... Maybe in this world, besides you, only she can use Cangwu... For the Cangwu Fragments to fall into her hands, a middleman is needed, I’m just that middleman. Only because the trade went wrong, did Shen Xuan capture me."

Zhuang Ziliu’s candid words caused several ripples in Sui Yi’s heart, yet nothing showed on his face...