Therefore, no matter what, the wisp of soul in the hand of that golden figure is extremely important to Ye Feng, and to Lin Yuyu, its importance is indescribable.
Thinking of everything Lin Yuyu had done for him, Ye Feng's heart was filled with boundless guilt.
Feeling secretly anxious, he resolved that no matter what, he must snatch that wisp of soul into his own hands.
Only then could he ensure to the greatest extent that Lin Yuyu would no longer be affected in any way.
Yet the golden figure ahead seemed to see through his thoughts, suddenly bursting into wild laughter, he said, "As long as you do as I just told you, I can give you a chance, a chance to reclaim this wisp of soul."
"Additionally, I feel it necessary to tell you one thing: before that little girl apprenticed herself to me, this soul was voluntarily offered by her."
