Lin Mu closed the wooden slip after he realized that he had been reading it for a long time and it was already the time for him to leave the Sleepscape. But it seemed like his quest for information about the nameless technique of the lost immortal was unsuccessful.
Although it was not completely fruitless, rather he had still learned a few new things. The biggest of which was none other than the poor talent of the Lost immortal and his perseverance. Lin Mu could not imagine how a man who had lived through such despair and misfortune could have a firm resolve like that.
~Sigh~
"And here I am getting impatient about not progressing fast enough…" Lin Mu muttered to himself.
