After Han Li nodded noncommittally, Che Qiqong suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a mass of white light shot out, flashing towards the opposite side.
With a single gesture, Han Li expressionlessly captured the white light into the palm of his hand. It was a spotless and crystal-clear jade slip.
"I will first go and comprehend the incantations. If there's any result, I'll come back soon to meet you two again. Farewell for now!" Han Li did not immediately use his spiritual sense to inspect the jade slip but clasped his fists in farewell instead.
Then, with a flash of green light across his body, Han Li's figure dissolved into tiny specks of spiritual light and disappeared into thin air.
"Che, do you think this kid will keep his promise?" As soon as Han Li left the space, the large man in black armor pondered a bit and asked the old man a question.
