Although there was no concept of temperature in the Hall of Truth, Klein still felt a chill down his spine when he heard that. He felt a wave of heat, and he wanted to defend himself, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
For a few silent seconds, his figure was reflected in Adam's limpid eyes before he said with some difficulty, "I accept it…
"But I will try my best to minimize the damage caused by the war in the future, so long as I'm still alive."
He paused and asked in a deep voice, "Is this the price you exacted for the bestowment?
"Back when a certain ascetic here mentioned your true name, you had already noticed this book and secretly made arrangements?"
Adam, who was dressed in simple white robes, didn't respond. He walked towards the mural on his left and stopped in front of one of the murals. He looked up slightly and quietly admired it.
