Before his eyes, there was no ghost or demon, just a massive figure radiating the gleam of steel, frowning down at him.
It was the Great Grandmaster.
On the palm reaching out to Huai Shi, the glow of the Alchemy Secret Rite slowly faded away.
Unbeknownst to him, the meeting had ended, and there were no others around. The Director of Affairs, upon seeing Huai Shi awake, turned and left.
"How long did I sleep?"
"Ten minutes."
The Great Grandmaster answered indifferently, "After the meeting ended, Simon noticed that no matter how he called, he couldn't wake you, so he dragged me over. At that time, I was preparing for an important step before cracking the refinement. The entire Mystic Ritual was delayed by ten minutes because of you. I do hope you can make up for those ten minutes later on."
"I will." Huai Shi forced a smile and wiped the sweat from his face.
"Had a dream?" asked the Great Grandmaster.
