The sound of accusations, sighs, and heartfelt persuasion was incessant, but Old Wei remained completely unmoved, even though some of those voices were now unheard and could not affect him in the slightest.
Regret? Sadness? That's not something he should be considering right now. Until he stops, he shouldn't pause for these feelings. Moreover, he already understands how to pass through here.
Though unwilling, he can only let his once calm heart ripple again.
Forcing himself to become angry, Old Wei felt the surrounding changes happening. As expected, the concept of anger also belonged to the element of fire. Ha, what a strange set of rules.
Perhaps due to his habitual distraction, the anger Old Wei had painstakingly gathered instantly dissipated, and the distorted space reverted to its original state. Sighing, Old Wei could only attempt again.
