585, can you really see me?

"Master, master, it's terrible, the Envelope has discovered that the Vanity Sect is nothing but a bunch of traitors; they might as well have 'betrayal' engraved on their foreheads—it's despicable!"

"Master, can you hear what the Envelope is saying?"

"Master, give the Envelope some response!"

At that moment, the Envelope was ceaselessly calling out to the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

In a way, the Envelope was indeed the most loyal subordinate, truly dutiful and responsible.

The next second.

A pale hand appeared out of thin air, the hand bearing a mask pattern that flickered on and off, and it grabbed the Envelope and disappeared.

In the deepest part of Lake Island.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei held the Envelope in his hand and said indifferently, "Didn't I tell you to go read those people's memories? What are you doing making noise out there?"

The Envelope was squeezed tight.

It could only tremble, trying to communicate its thoughts.