Without waiting for Jing Ge'er to respond, Fang Heng pulled Qiu Xiaoling down to the ground, where they quietly discussed how to break the seal on the ground.
The young boy leaned closer to Jing Ge'er and whispered, "Jing Ge'er, let them help. The black fog can't hold out much longer."
Jing Ge'er furrowed his brow, a hint of self-deprecation crossing his face as he silently acknowledged Fang Heng's plan. He waved to the boy, signaling, "You go help hold off those Overseers. We'll take care of things here."
After saying that, Jing Ge'er turned to Fang Heng and said solemnly, "Greed, don't say I didn't warn you; our time is running out."
"Of course, there's still time," Fang Heng replied. He quickly finished discussing with Qiu Xiaoling and gave Jing Ge'er an "OK" gesture.
"Let's start!"
Qiu Xiaoling displayed a look of anguish, letting out a heavy sigh before resigning herself to her fate, tilting her head back and opening her mouth wide.
