The Eighth Progenitor heavily gulped down his saliva before replying, "I just asked why the nine Dreamcatchers were struggling so much under the gravitational pressure despite possessing superior cultivation to us, Vampire Lords, Great Devil Hecate."
"I didn't mean anything malicious by it! It was just a genuine curiosity! Please believe me!" the Eighth Progenitor pleaded.
Although he received compensation last time after bearing Hecate's divine pressure, he might not be so lucky this time. After all, Hecate couldn't have too many vials of Soul Replenishing Essence.
As such, he was truly afraid of losing more lifespan.
"My deepest apologies, Mistress. I was the one who led everyone to compete under the gravitational pressure," First Dream admitted to her mistake before explaining, "I felt that it was a rare chance to strengthen our divine bodies as we waited for your return."
Hecate was speechless.
