But before he knocked on the door, a tired voice came from the door: "Angel, what's the matter?"
"Teacher, I have refined the alchemical illusion. I will send it over." Angel quickly took out a row of falcon ornaments from his bracelet.
After a while, Sanders' reply came from inside: "I know."
With a flash of energy, the falcon ornament in Angel's hand disappeared instantly.
"Do you have anything else? If nothing happens, just retreat first."
Sanders seemed to have no intention of meeting him.
Angel thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, regarding the area where the mysterious attic is..."
"We'll talk about this later."
Before Angel could finish speaking, Sanders directly interrupted his inquiry.
Now that Sanders had made up his mind, Angel could only nod and leave, even if he was full of doubts.
When Angel left, a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the dark study room.
The wind blew the curtains, and the morning light shone in slightly. But when he saw blood all over the floor, accompanied by the sound of dripping, Sanders, who was soaked in blood, let out a long breath.
Chapter completed!