After leaving Xixia's Casket, Angel appeared before everyone with an apologetic look. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
The moment he finished speaking, Angel saw Wai step forward. "It's fine, it's fine. We haven't been waiting long."
"Nearly half an hour. That might not be long outside, but inside Xixia's Casket, more than half a day has probably passed." That lazy voice undoubtedly belonged to Dox.
Dox had originally been sitting cross-legged on the ground. Only when Angel appeared did he slowly rise to his feet. "Did your transaction really need to take that long?"
Angel said, "Actually, I wasn't in the casket for very long. Xixia removed the discrepancy in our sense of time for quite a while."
Angel spoke openly. At least, in Dox's perception, Angel was not lying.
"She removed the difference in time perception because of your transaction?" Dox asked curiously.
Angel did not hide it. "More or less."
Dox narrowed his eyes and guessed, "Don't tell me you refined something shameful for Xixia in that casket?"
Angel: "???"
Dox spoke as though it were only natural. "A woman who has endured ten thousand years of loneliness surely needs some appropriate relaxation and entertainment... Hey, hey, hey, what are those looks for? Was there something wrong with what I said?"
No one answered Dox's question. Instead, they all turned their heads aside, looking as though they wanted to avoid suspicion. Even Black Earl fixed Dox with an unusual "gaze"—the flaring of his nostrils—for a full three seconds.
An occasional dirty joke was usually no big deal, but Xixia's Casket was right beside them, and Dox still dared to say something like that. He truly was a warrior. After all, Xixia was an old monster who had lived for ten thousand years, with unknown strength... They could only