"Sit up straight." –Elena said after finding no help coming for her.
Olen might have shoved Gound away but he couldn't do that as he was stuck in the wall.
His future wife really hits hard.
Gound sat up sobbing.
Elena was thinking, how could a full grown sob in front of everyone like that? Why was the will of a blood fiend cultivator so fragile?
"Do you know why you are in this situation?" –Elena asked.
"I… I don't know. Sob,, sob." –Gound said.
The last thing he remembers is him trying to fend off a crowd of enemies.
He remembers his eardrums burst and he was having hard time standing straight and couldn't hear anything.
And after that… how was that feeling… he felt empty…
It wasn't pain… no maybe there was pain but it was too quick and everything turned dark.
"Gound, did you feel that you become a yellow grade spiritualist now?" –Elena asked.
