Wen Xishu narrowed his eyes:
"That's it? It's over?"
The Master of the Pen said:
"Yeah, it's over. You're wondering who that old man really is, aren't you?"
Wen Xishu nodded.
The Master of the Pen didn't hide anything. He said:
"Later on, when I was imprisoned by the Merchant and forced to write books, I dug into it."
"The Merchant said this is the Evil Land's repatriation mechanism. It's also a warning: anyone brought out of the Evil Land will be marked."
"Simply put, you and I are basically the last Evil Land People. We're not getting any more folks from back home, you get that?"
"The appearance of the Old Man Selling Tea is itself a statement of protest against this kind of raiding and kidnapping."
"I came here through some ritual the Merchant carried out. Through me, he planned to take a shortcut—use a one-stroke-decides-life-and-death method to end the Three Towers War."
