Meet Again If Fate Allows

Sometimes, the things that needed handling always seemed to pile up at once.

After wrapping up matters on Wang Dao's side and seeing the two of them off, the Corpse Spirit Race Undying One's rotten arm suddenly stirred.

Upon sensing the response, Rogue quickly returned to his room in Candlelight Hall and took the rotten arm out of Spirit Candle Space.

Back when he had gotten this thing from Brother Miaozi, Rogue had used it to send out a message.

And now, a reply had arrived.

Hmm... Undying One Kahel's attitude was indeed incredibly enthusiastic—perhaps even a little too eager to please.

"Thank you for your response, great will of Candlefire. Your flame is like a beacon in the darkness, guiding us along the path ahead. Undying One Kahel hereby offers, on behalf of the Corpse Spirit Race, our highest respect..."

Looking at the long-winded stream of praise, Rogue felt a headache coming on. He swiftly filtered out the unimportant adjectives, and only then did he finally grasp the intent Kahel wanted to convey...

"Boss, can we meet in person?"

Rogue wordlessly rubbed his forehead. After shaking his head with a faint sigh, he closed his eyes and began to draw upon Candlefire's power.

Although Undying One Kahel talked a lot of nonsense, he was quite thorough when it came to getting things done. The message included some traceable coordinate information.

With the power of Spirit Fire Port, he should be able to locate the other party soon enough...

At the same time, the Prison Players group was buzzing with activity.

My Son Failed, I Went Ashore: "Holy shit, Wang Dao became a spy? Another exclusive dynamic story quest? Aaaah, damn it! (Gritting teeth)"

Storyteller: "Shh, keep it down. The Candle Keepers said the fewer people who know about