Blind Spot

"Criminals? The era must be very distant, then? Is there still a way for people to enter and exit that space now?" Li Chengyi’s question had a clear purpose—to understand why Paine had gone there in the first place. After all, that place was definitely not a haven of safety, and he even took so many people with him.

There had to be a reason.

"That’s unclear, but I guess someone is definitely still tossing people into the Shadow Dragon Prison," Liedeman laughed.

"Without going into detail, our Hunter Headquarters and the Sunlight Council, when we encounter opponents too difficult to kill and resolve, will use some special and strange objects to throw them into these kinds of prison spaces. Actually, there isn’t just one of these prisons."

"Understood...." Li Chengyi nodded, "Then, is there a way for us to freely enter and exit as well?"

"There’s only one way for that, and that’s to wait for it to open on its own," Liedeman shook his head.

Li Chengyi fell silent; there had to be a reason Paine went to that place with people for no apparent cause.

Now that he had completed the furnace of the Eighteen Seals, he had also gotten a partial understanding of the approximate strength levels within Anze.

"Thank you for the intelligence, Minister. With that said, I shall take my leave early today," he said, standing and cupping his hands in thanks.

Liedeman thought to himself wordlessly, no contact when nothing’s amiss, but rushing to ask questions and leaving right after when there’s something—he really took him for a tool.

But what could he do? Who was he to argue with someone so powerful?