This was a deep blow to him.

The little monk sighed and said quietly: "Now do you know how weak you are? Those on the first level only make you uneasy, but the guys on the second level will kill you."

Watson nodded and turned back, poured him a cup of hot tea, and then asked quietly: "The first floor has been cleared. Next, can you tell me what I need to repair the formation?"

He was already prepared. No matter what weird request the young monk made, he would try to find the treasure to repair the formation.

Because he knew that the treasure was of no use to him, let alone the little monk who was about to leave this world.

Everything is just to seal this place safely for another hundred years, waiting for him to reach the height that the young monk expected, and then to fight against the demons under the abyss.

The little monk held the spiritual tea in his hand, blew gently, and said quietly: "If I say that what you need is something from heaven, will it scare you?"

Watson shook his head, looked at the piece of spiritual tea at the bottom of the cup in front of him and said, "No, if it were so easy to retrieve, there would be no need to wait a thousand years."

The little monk thought to himself that you are really a smart child.

After drinking half a cup of spiritual tea, the young monk who put down the teacup looked at Watson and gradually frowned.
Chapter completed!