The entire room was shrouded in an inky green glow.
A phantom figure emerged within the light, seemingly dressed in an official's robes.
His gaze rested on Li Qing as he spoke in a deep, inscrutable voice.
"Scholar... scholar..."
"I am the God of Wishes..."
"We can make a deal, so long as you are willing to offer up your conscience."
"Then you can obtain everything your heart desires!"
"Even immortality is possible."
The gloomy voice seemed to possess a magical power as it burrowed into Li Qing's ears.
An itch spread continuously through his heart, making him want to do business with this strange phantom.
The phantom figure had a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked face, with a small tuft of beard on his chin. No matter how one looked at him, he seemed utterly sly!
His pair of triangular eyes glimmered green as they watched Li Qing, flashing with anticipation.
Li Qing silently watched him, a trace of strangeness appearing in his eyes.
"A little strange—two completely different Anomalies."
"This one seems to be very intelligent."
Though his gaze was strange as he pondered this, Li Qing did not answer him and remained silent.
He always remembered what the innkeeper had told him: do not speak at night.
There was definitely some important cause and effect behind this.
Seeing that Li Qing refused to answer, the strange figure in the green lamplight immediately began to chatter on without end.
That magically charged voice continued to burrow into his ears.
A mysterious power kept spreading through Li Qing's heart, trying to make him answer.
But Li Qing controlled himself with great caution, and in the end, did not give any useful response.
Second by second, time passed. The strange lamp slowly went out, returning once more to its normal color.
Thought filled