The Soul-devouring Blade, after absorbing the Eye of the Creator, became quiet instead, with black energy retreating into the blade. The red and black patterns on the blade and the ghost claw grew more mysterious and unpredictable.
The most envious, jealous, and resentful was naturally Yasuo. In this action, Charlotte got the meat, while he only got a sip of soup, no, not even broth, just scraps.
"Lin Tian, remember our agreement. Until next time." Xu Feibai was straightforward. Once the matter was settled, he didn't want to stay, exchanged a brief farewell with Lin Tian, and left.
Yasuo and the masked man followed humbly behind. Watching the masked man's departing back, Lin Tian frowned once again.
"Lin Tian, what's wrong?" Xiao Manxue asked curiously upon seeing Lin Tian distracted.
"Oh, it's nothing. Let's leave too; the matter is satisfactorily resolved." Lin Tian shook his head, not explaining further.
