"Speak whatever comes to mind," Chen Yan's gaze flickered.
"I... I vowed on the spot, and after I finished, I felt that something seemed... not quite right."
Chen Yan remained silent, just gazing at Wu.
Wu sighed, "I can't exactly put my finger on it, but I always felt like there was some change, as if... as if something unseen was constraining me. Ah, I don't even know how to describe this feeling."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly shifted, "But that stranger told me he laid a spell restriction on me. If I dared to break the oath, even after his death, the spell would rebound and cause a gruesome death."
Chen Yan tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Wu shook his head, "He was so immensely powerful, and after those days, my experiences had already left me utterly shaken by him. So when he said that, I truly believed it, in my heart of hearts!
