Lin Tian picked up the broken sword from the ground and turned toward the statue, noticing an inconspicuous protrusion on the top of its head. Lin Tian forcefully slapped the statue's head, and immediately, the sound of gears turning, "clack clack clack," came from the wall behind, opening a stone door to reveal another pitch-black passage.
Before entering the passage, Lin Tian picked up a stone and flicked it at a certain acupoint on Li Wenfeng's body, then turned and left.
"What did you do just now? Did you kill him?" The protesting voice of the Sword Spirit echoed in Lin Tian's mind.
"If I, Lin Tian, wanted to kill him, I wouldn't wait until now, nor would I need to strike while he's unconscious," Lin Tian said coldly.
"From this, it seems you're actually a pretty decent person," the Sword Spirit said with satisfaction.
