"I'm communicating with you from another dimension using a special method."
"Hah, I knew it." The Blade Warrior, overjoyed, seemed to have guessed it already, and began to complain, "But what's your problem running off without saying a word? Why didn't you take me with you, and then you just disappear for two years?"
Feng Yi's old face darkened, "Please, let's not dwell on that. I've got something to tell you today."
"Oh, I figured, go ahead."
"The bizarre has already arrived in this star domain. Your situation isn't promising, and Fatty might be dead. It's best to leave or hide for a while, I might come back in three to five days, so that's that. See you then."
"Uh-huh, got it. Fatty's dead? Where is he—Hello? Hello..."
Jiu Ling was puzzled, "Were you talking to someone?"
"It was that guy, I knew he wasn't dead, it infuriates me!"
"That guy? Are you referring to…"
