Chapter 273:
As the lights above flickered violently, Bashul and Isaac felt a slight dizziness. In the strobe-like effect, everything seemed to stop and move again.
Between existence and nonexistence. Motion and stillness, observation and concealment.
Flash.
It suddenly appeared.
Snap.
Between Bashul and Isaac appeared an old man in priestly robes, holding a staff. Bashul flinched in surprise and stepped back. However, the old man, seemingly indifferent to Bashul, crouched down and began to fumble with the box that Isaac had thrown.
‘Is he blind?’
Bashul was ready to draw his sword at any moment, but Isaac shook his head.
The blind old man opened the box to check its contents. However, the shattered dish inside was beyond repair.