"How will this honorific name be chosen in the future?"
"The Queen of junk?"
“..”
“..”
why is it that every carefully prepared plan will always have some accidents? "
The old principal watched the scene unfold with rage, but he forced himself to remain calm. Lu Xin and his sister were too powerful for him to stop. After all, he was just an ordinary person. He had borrowed the power of the sacrifice to observe everything. He could even control a portion of the power he had exchanged from the beginning to kill the weak consciousness of the sacrifice.
However, this power wasn't his after all. This sacrifice wasn't to exchange for power for himself.
Therefore, he was powerless to stop such a thing from happening, and it was too late.
He looked at Lu Xin, who had suddenly regained his freedom, and could only watch in silence.
"Stop!"
