The old man slowly approached Dahlia while leaning slightly on his wooden cane.
His face looked even older than before. The signs of nearing death were extremely obvious on him now.
Dahlia quietly looked at him. The surrounding elders tactfully moved away after noticing that Huron wanted to speak privately.
Once the area became mostly empty, Huron finally spoke.
"Sect Lord… I have a request."
Dahlia narrowed her eyes slightly.
"You wish to attempt a breakthrough as well."
It was not a question. It seemed that Dahila could read the grand elder's thoughts from miles away. Huron wasn't surprised by the sect master's frightening intuition. He slowly nodded.
"Yes."
Dahlia's expression immediately changed slightly.
"You should know your situation better than anyone."
Her voice became colder.
