"Based on your account, Feng Yi should have returned to this room as early as the death knell sounded, but he hasn't shown up. Are you suggesting that this space doesn't exist for Feng Yi and Bai Zhexian, Xixi?"
Xixi nodded in acknowledgment to the Blade Warrior.
"However..." The Blade Warrior hesitated, as if sensing something was off.
"Feel free to speak your mind, sir."
"Are you all aware of the peculiar nature of my body? Even if you were all dragged into an illusion, Yita and I should not have ended up in this space."
"This..."
The Blade Warrior's analysis was sound. Besides, even the liquid-metal-constructed Yita was dragged into the illusion, which indeed defied logic.
The fat man on the floor realized something was wrong and instantly woke up, asking the Blade Warrior, "Could it be that this isn't an illusion space?"