It's unclear how much time has passed.
Buzz~ The void behind Wang Zhuoqun rippled slightly.
From the void emerged Xuanyi, dressed in a green Daoist robe.
Wang Zhuoqun sensed something, turned lightly, and bowed to Xuanyi: "Thank you, Master!"
"Thank me for what?" Xuanyi was indifferent, not giving Wang Zhuoqun a pleasant face in response to his gratitude but rather sneering.
"With the Thousand Mechanism Sword, yet you've been imprisoned for over twenty years, this is all the promise you have."
Wang Zhuoqun remained unaffected, a smile still gracing his face, seeming accustomed to Xuanyi's tone.
After another bow, Wang Zhuoqun raised his bright and shining eyes, looking straight at Xuanyi and asked: "Master, may your disciple go out?"
"I have never bound you; staying or leaving is your choice alone." Xuanyi lifted his eyelids, showing no emotion on the surface.
This was the line Wang Zhuoqun needed to hear, he stood up abruptly and said loudly: "Disciple understands."
