บท 937: Chapter 535: The Flayed Spirit_2

Forget it, after hundreds of years, I've only taken a liking to this one disciple.

If it were someone else, I actually wouldn't want to bother.

But since he is my own disciple, he's sort of like family.

I am also worried that Logan might not get along with that young girl, so after a moment of hesitation, I still gave him a storage crystal.

"What is this?"

Logan looked at the item in his hand, full of confusion, as if not understanding.

Nineteen glanced at the crystal, a hint of an inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Take it and show it to White Elizabeth, once your Artifact Spirit sees it, it will naturally understand, and the misunderstandings between you will naturally be resolved."

Logan's eyes lit up.

"It's that magical, Master? You didn't put some kind of spell to control hearts in there, did you?"

Nineteen's mouth twitched, suddenly feeling an itch in his palm, wanting to smack someone.

Not to the point of hitting, but he did give Logan a kick into the void.