There was no choice, in this icy forest, with ice leaves still falling, even if he wanted to run over, it was impossible; he could only move towards it slowly.
After quite a while, he finally moved to where the magical pouch was, bent down, and picked it up.
"This time it can't possibly be another setback pouch, right?"
Although he really wanted to open the pouch immediately, his hands couldn't stop trembling; he was really too afraid to open it.
He was afraid, afraid it was yet another setback pouch, or something else to bully him. It wasn't impossible, he felt this Skull Residence was just full of malice towards him!
But there was no choice, the pouch was already in his hand, if he didn't open it, he wouldn't know anything, he had to open it and try.
So, he could only tremble as he slowly opened the pouch.
Then he took a deep breath, once again trembling as he reached into the pouch, took out a card, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the words on the card.
