I haven't asked anything! At least give me a chance to speak! For some reason, Song Shuhang felt his temper rising.
Besides, didn't he know the Mind Reading Technique? Couldn't he just read Song Shuhang's mind properly and then answer?
This Lacquer-Gold Master simply had an aura that drove people up the wall.
Just a few words with him sent a person's emotions soaring like a rocket. Even a powerful Dao Heart couldn't keep them in check.
Song Shuhang worked to steady his emotions—when talking to someone like this, he had to avoid letting the other party steer the conversation. He had to take control.
Song Shuhang had quite a bit of experience in this regard.
Master, how do I get out of here? he asked, getting straight to the point.
He couldn't be roundabout. When talking to this Golden Master, the slightest hint of indirectness could send the conversation veering who knew where. He had to cut straight to the chase.
"You want to leave? You should've said so sooner." The Golden Master laughed. "I'll send you out!"
Song Shuhang: "..."
I wanted to say so sooner, but you never gave me a chance.
After laughing, the Golden Master got up and hurried over to the Confucian Sage's Ashes Urn. He pressed a hand against its lid, preparing to open it... and then the Confucian Sage's Ashes Urn dragged him off into the air.
"The mighty Sage's Ashes Urn really is hard to open." The Golden Master wasn't embarrassed at all. Even as the box dragged him through the air, he kept chatting with Song Shuhang.
What is this place? In the end, Song Shuhang couldn't resist asking out of curiosity.
"A world that exists in neither the 'Myriad Heavens and Realms of the Present World' nor the 'Nine