"Stare death in the face huh..." Anon's eyes showed a trace of amusement as he repeated Seth's words.
Hall of Knowledge!
Such words were etched boldly onto a towering building before him. It was still the early hours of the morning. In fact, soon after completing his breakfast, he went straight to this building.
Anon had assessed his past situations and understood how desperately he needed to expand his knowledge of cultivation and magic, and even concepts such as magic items, mystic treasures, divine weapons, and arts.
In the past, such a lack of knowledge hampered him greatly in how he desired to go about things, and it made him overly reliant on Seth.
At the end of the day, Seth was an enemy.
