Madam Wu froze.
The breath of the masked stranger had undergone a significant change, yet under her fear, she couldn't think of much.
What surprised the masked stranger was that Madam Wu shook her head in pain.
"Lingyi… there's no way for her to come back now. Those without talents, once they go to that world, never return."
The masked stranger said coldly,
"So even if your daughter isn't dead, you treat her as if she were? Comfortably enjoying the fruits of her endless toil?"
Madam Wu's expression grew more painful as she kept shaking her head,
"It's not like that, not like that… If I could choose, I would've preferred to go to the holy land myself! But there's no way, these are Lord Zhuo's rules. For the past thirty years, everyone has accepted this rule, and no one can change the status quo."
"So, after leaving this place, no one has ever come back, and they all live in the mining area?"
Song Que suddenly thought of such a question.
