Chapter 60: I'm In Real Deep Shit.
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The old man reached a gnarled hand up towards his own chest, and without any visible movement of his robes, without any energy signature, and without any spatial tremor. he had suddenly produced something.
(Fwoomp!)
It wasn't a teleportation; there was no shimmering effect. It was as if the thick, white object had simply folded out of the air itself, appearing instantly and silently in his hand. "Is this old man a magician?" Yin Zhe's jaw dropped ever so slightly. "Was it a spatial ring? No, the activation of a high-grade spatial artifact should leave a lingering spiritual essence trace!. Was it some kind of trick?. A complicated sleeve-pocket?"
The book that the old man now held was immediately and intensely eye-catching.
