Bam! Bam!
Bam! Bam!
The windows of the San You Bookstore suddenly made strange noises, as if a fierce wind was blowing outside. Soon after, the shop's walls and beams also began to creak. Outside, the red, black, and silver that stagnated in the sky showed no signs of change, but the sound of rolling tides of thunder was already coming from behind the clouds.
The gentleman looked up at the sky.
"—Ah, it's about time."
As soon as he said this, Zheng Qing's face changed abruptly. The gentleman obviously realized the ambiguity in his words and quickly gave a reassuring smile: "It's not my time that's almost up, it's your time... Your rank is still low, and your mind's ability to withstand the high-dimensional world is limited. Although I can shield you, staying too long would benefit you little. This time, it's enough to experience a bit."
Zheng Qing blinked.
He thought that they had already left the high-dimensional realm, but from the gentleman's words, they hadn't left yet?
