12th month, 30th day.
350th year of the Anping calendar, last day.
Everything that had happened in the Daming Manor, everything that had happened in the Starfall Mountain, had already spread out.
Beside the top 100 building.
Wu Jia was furious, disappointed, hopeless, depressed. Her emotions were on the verge of breaking down as she played the scenes from the Starfall mountain over and over again.
Her voice was hoarse as she roared and roared!
“Is the Great Xia Academy not going to give my junior brother an explanation?”
“Is the Great Xia Academy of Civilization not going to give my junior brother an explanation?”
“Are you going to force him away just like that? Are you going to make him leave his hometown and wander around aimlessly?”
“The sun and the Moon killed him, and the mountains and seas killed him. How did my junior brother Let You Down?”
