The ensuing silence was oppressively stifling. This was especially so for Qingye Ying. As an innately flawed alchemist and cultivator, Wei Wuyin was her one and only hope to view greater pastures and touch upon heights of the Alchemic Dao. If he refused, it wouldn't be wrong to say her future would be severed.
Qingye Yun had thrown away his dignity and kneeled before Wei Wuyin, an action that he'd never perform otherwise, but this was the only chance for his alchemist association and Qingye Ying. He felt a wad of saliva throb his throat, his lips felt dry as his knees trembled.
Wei Wuyin's silver eyes swept the duo with an indifferent gaze, something he rarely adopted. He glanced at the unique Void Gate that led to world unknowns with a connection with the King of Everlore. After a very long moment, he lightly shook his head.
Qingye Ying paled, her clenched fists caused her knuckles to become white.