"What happened after that?" Lu Li raised an eyebrow, making the Piglet Mask on his face tremble slightly.
"After that... I saw the phantom representing Song Siming begin to blur, as though it might disappear at any moment." Wu Siyuan answered somewhat hesitantly.
"I thought he was about to run, so I immediately shouted, wanting to warn you, Mr. Lu."
"But Little Dragon told me that you couldn't hear me at all..."
"Indeed." Lu Li nodded.
"I could only see your movements."
As he spoke, he suddenly realized that the Space Pouch in his hand was empty again.
When had [Desecration Demon Grotto] started requiring so many Origin Crystals to replenish?
"After that, I waited for another three or four minutes or so..." As Wu Siyuan reached this point, her tone became extremely uncertain.
It was as if the memory of what she had personally experienced was nothing more than some unreal illusion.
"...Little Dragon suddenly told me that you had dealt with Song Siming. He told me to stay where I was and not move, saying he would go collect an authority and come right back..."
Hearing this, the corner of Lu Li's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
His right hand, which had been reaching for his Space Ring, paused in midair before shifting toward the Data Panel.
He was short on Origin Crystals. He would get some from Qian Tongda first.
Once this matter was settled, he could submit it for reimbursement.
"...The golden phantom representing Little Dragon suddenly lunged forward and swallowed the blurry phantom of Song Siming in one bite."
"Then my senses returned to normal. Um, that was it..."
By the time Wu Siyuan finished speaking, Qian Tongda had already packed and sent over the Origin Crystals Lu Li needed.
Holding the Space Pouch filled with Origin