"I don't know."
"He didn't tell me."
Bai Ling answered.
This answer naturally did not satisfy Roger, as the force in his right hand suddenly increased. The pressure transformed into spatial oppression, pressing down on Bai Ling.
Bai Ling's upper body struggled bitterly under the compression, trembling, her snow-white skin starkly visible in the darkness.
"I don't know, I really don't know!"
Bai Ling let out a painful moan.
However, Roger was unmoved, continuing to increase the strength in his hand.
"Stop, stop it quickly!"
"I can't take it anymore!"
Bai Ling hastily begged for mercy, and Roger gradually relaxed the force in his hand.
"Tell me everything you know."
"I haven't been alive for very long, and my knowledge is quite limited, but I've heard that the Tengu Divine Master started preparing for these matters a long time ago."
"Maybe decades ago, before he reached the limits of his lifespan, he had already begun researching this area."
