"No, you must answer my question, and since you know my secret, there's no way I could let you go easily. Without me to lead you out, you will never be able to leave this place,"
Jiang Yixiao's shoulders had already been soaked by the foam above her head, making her appear even more frail and thin.
Lin Xiuyuan sighed and, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender, replied, "There are all kinds of miraculous things in this world, and naturally, there are many things you don't know. My friend, he has one of these treasures too, but his isn't the same as yours; it's just a cloth bag. Moreover, he is a hermit, and to prevent me from revealing his secret, he forbade me from mentioning a certain secret by implementing a restriction that I absolutely can't speak two specific words. You've guessed what they are, haven't you?"
