"Sir?!"
Zheng Qing looked at Mr. Wu with a slightly shocked and inquiring gaze, as if he hoped that he would say something to him.
Clearly, time across the entire world seemed to have frozen at a certain moment. This could be easily inferred from the reactions of people like Xin Fat Man and Su Shijun among others.
Zheng Qing was very curious about why he could still move, why Mr. Wu appeared here, to whom the six-fingered hand in the black hole belonged, who Fei Rui really was, and whether the Yellow Flowered Cat was a wizard among other questions.
However, Mr. Wu did not seem to have the intention to explain any of this to the young wizard.
"How did it come to this, how did it come to this!" The sir shook his head, his gaze pausing momentarily between the broken space around him and especially the traces left by Su Shijun's consumption of his origin, before finally returning to Six Fingers: "... They are all still children, why go to such lengths?"
