Lu Family, Lu Qing sat in the quiet room.
Outside were the playful sounds of Little Yan and Little Li.
He listened for a while, then smiled and closed his eyes, allowing his heart and spirit to enter the Leaving Fire Tripod.
"Young Master."
Upon seeing Lu Qing enter, "Yan" greeted him respectfully.
"Hmm."
Lu Qing sensed the change in Yan's attitude.
However, he did not correct it, only nodding and then looking toward the central position of the Spiritual Artifact Space.
There, a figure was trapped in a spatial cage, eyes vacant, face occasionally showing signs of pain, as if experiencing something terrifying.
"Young Master, the grey-robed man has not woken up since being confined here.
Moreover, I used most of my power to form the spatial cage; he cannot escape."
When Yan said this, he was also secretly amazed.
He could naturally see that the grey-robed man was caught in an illusion.
But he couldn't understand, how could such an illusion be so terrifying?
