Liang Wei and the hermit stood in the aftermath of their battle, catching their breath and regaining their composure. The chamber was bathed in an ethereal glow, remnants of the defeated darkness swirling in the air.
The hermit, ever the source of wisdom and humor, broke the silence. "Well, well, my dear pupil," they said with a mischievous grin. "It seems we've given the darkness quite a taste of its own medicine. It won't be asking for seconds anytime soon!"
Liang Wei chuckled, appreciating the hermit's ability to find humor even in the face of danger. "Indeed, master," he replied. "But who was that mysterious adversary? And why did they target us?"
The hermit's expression turned pensive as they pondered Liang Wei's questions. "Ah, the mysteries of the universe," they mused. "Sometimes, my young friend, the answers lie in the depths of our own journeys. We must keep moving forward, seeking wisdom and understanding along the way."