Emily walked in the underground slave market and looked at the 'slaves' who were huddled in the corners because of pain or fear. Her eyes were filled with heartache.
She had to temporarily separate from Ji Ruo and the others, so naturally, she had something important to do.
The battle with the alchemy puppets had caused quite a commotion.
Although Ji Ruo had deliberately avoided these 'slaves' during the battle, those alchemy puppets wouldn't.
They kept saying that they were transferring goods, but their methods were very rough. Many slaves were injured because of this.
After all, it was a 'cargo' of the world.
As the representative of the gentlest Goddess of Life, Emily naturally wouldn't turn a blind eye to these fresh lives. Of course, it was only limited to these poor fellows. Emily didn't like those so-called 'guests'.
She wasn't completely the Goddess of Life, so she couldn't treat all life equally.
