Hong Yan's tone was quite relaxed and leisurely.
"Right now, the battle between the various races has already reached an intense state. I wonder which side will be able to survive until the end, the moon god race or the Knights of the Round Table."
"Still, no matter what, this war is extremely harmful to all of the races."
After Hei Yan heard this, she naturally expressed a little approval, while adding, "Actually, we don't need to be bothered too much about this kind of thing."
"Wars have happened far too many times in history. Only people like us who have relatively short lifespans would sigh at this. From her perspective, this is probably just history repeating itself for the umpteenth time."
"I wonder how she feels about it. She's probably indifferent to it all, though."
Hong Yan knew who the person Hei Yan was referring to was.
Obviously, it was the old senior who had lived for 300,000 years in the Sea of Oblivion.
