「Three days later, Stone Marrow Pavilion」
The silent basement. No, more accurately, it was the cellar beneath the basement.
This broken cellar, though only about ten square meters, had taken Huai Shi, even with his physical strength and various tools, over three days to dig. He had only completed it yesterday.
The inferior air purifier buzzed, slowly delivering fresh air down, yet it failed to dispel the claustrophobic stuffiness. Instead, the atmosphere grew even more irritating.
Beneath the flickering, dim yellow light, Huai Shi, wearing a mask, emotionlessly raised the emerald-green syringe in his hand and stepped towards the corner.
There, the bound raven struggled frantically, trembling, fear stark in its eyes.
"Honestly, your help has been indispensable to me until now, but reaching this point today was truly unexpected..."
