Saine's voice made the old man pause.
However, he had no intention of actually stopping and continued toward the exit of the subspace.
A Level-9 being moved incredibly fast. The old man needed only an instant to leave the subspace.
Yet in that very instant, Saine appeared behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait," Saine said again.
Feeling the elemental pressure radiating from Saine's palm behind him, the old man couldn't help asking, "Is there something you need?"
This old man was far older than Saine. His age probably totaled a million years.
Although he had not devoted himself to exploring the mysteries of the Star Realm like Saine and the other True Spirit Magicians, his long life had taught him one truth: the Star Realm was so vast that there would always be beings whose depths he could not fathom, or whom he could not hope to oppose.
The old man firmly believed this, even after he later advanced to Level-9.
Whether it was the pressure emanating from Saine's palm now or his earlier ability to conceal his presence, which had actually fooled the senses of a Level-9 being like him, both were enough to prove that Saine's personal strength exceeded his own.
Perhaps by a very wide margin!
Although the old man was not particularly afraid of Saine, he did not want to invite trouble without cause.
He was a Level-9 being with a mild disposition, something of a kindly old soul.
It had been some time since he advanced to Level-9, yet he had never once broken the balance.
With that background, it was no wonder even the Astral Realm Will treated him favorably. Not long ago, it had approached him, saying it had a "good job" for him.
"Rest assured, I mean you