C495 Destiny of the Inscriptionist

"You're here?"

"Yes."

The old man's body was shrouded in a thin layer of mist. He looked at the people around him and slowly walked in front of me.

"Sit!"

The old man sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at me with a mocking expression.

"Is there any point in making so many fake things?"

"It's not that there's no meaning, but that the last piece of pure land in my heart is here