Just as Jared and Hammerhead were filled with anxiety and had no idea what to do, a giant bubble suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake.
It heralded the subsequent rise of a white-haired old man from the water itself.
The old man's body took on a transparent look as it floated above the water. One could clearly see that he was a spirit given the absence of a physical body.
The sight of the old man caused Hammerhead to behave in a respectful manner.
He stepped forward and greeted cordially, “Greetings, Sworder. I am Hammerhead, a disciple of Divine Smithing Sect.”
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