"Right, before I sailed near North Cool County, I entered a mist, and I have no memory of how I ended up here."
Thinking of this, Master Chen felt it necessary to explain.
This might be the key to preserving his Divine Sense!
"Oh, brought into North Cool County by the mist."
Xia Liu pondered, seeming to understand something, yet unable to articulate it.
"Hmm, this is the first mistake I've made, hoping the Great Immortal can forgive me. If given a chance to leave, I will never step foot in North Cool County again."
"There are no cultivators here, if I let you leave, who knows if you'll bring friends to rule this place."
Bang bang.
Master Chen kowtowed forcefully.
"Spare me, Great Immortal! I swear I will never set foot in North Cool County, nor will I tell anyone about this place."
"I don't trust your words."
While speaking, Xia Liu condensed a seal, placing a traditional seal mark on Master Chen's forehead.
Buzz!
