The living room fell silent, the air filled with the remnants of the Ghost Prophet's ambition.
"I'm not even going to mention that besides you, there should be others who seized the spoils, or that the true victor is Aurora's Magic Master, who completed the consumption ritual."
Ash calmly said, "I'll just ask one question — your Seventh Void Wing, can it really steal all knowledge?"
Vishi glanced at him in surprise, "Ash, your insight is quite good. I'll allow you to use mouthwash. Of course, since you have such insight, I'm sure you won't use it and risk displeasing me."
"In fact, I wasn't the first to reach the top of the mountain. When I arrived, the silver Holy Grail left at the summit had already been sipped, and after I took a sip, I was ambushed."
Ash: "What kind of ambush?"
