Come to me, dear!

After Jia left, Kent continued his relentless search for a spirit bow. Floor after floor, he moved without pause, his eyes scanning every corner, his heart set on finding the one weapon that resonated with his soul. 

He encountered countless rare treasures—spirit weapons, talismans, magical items, each radiating with potent energy and allure. Yet, none of these caught his interest. His mind was solely focused on one thing: the spirit bow.

"Damn… why can't I see a single bow?" Kent muttered as he saw repeated weapons but not a bow.

As he advanced to the next floor, a sudden, alluring giggle echoed in his ears. "Are you searching for me? Hehehe..."

Startled, Kent whirled around, searching for the source of the voice. His eyes darted through the dimly lit corridors, but there was no one in sight. "What the hell? That voice was so close," he muttered, frustration creeping into his voice. He continued to look around, convinced someone was toying with him.