After a long while, just as he could no longer bear it, the old man withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and said, "Such poor aptitude, a barely passable temperament, and a cultivation level that's just an eyesore. Sigh, after all these years, Duzun Tower is still the same damned way. What a headache!
Why can't it learn from Xuanhua Tower and find someone at least halfway decent? After all, it only reopens once every tens of thousands of years!"
Xu Weihai was shaken to the core, listening quietly to the old man's complaints.
"Forget it, forget it. At least this time it's a person. He can understand human speech, can't he!" After a long pause, the old man spoke as if resigning himself to his fate.
With that said, before Xu Weihai could react, the old man waved his hand, and the two of them vanished from the gray, hazy space.
When Xu Weihai came to his senses again, he found himself standing before a pavilion on a floating island.
