Comfort View Prefecture.
The headquarters of the Great Unity Association.
The bustling, vibrant headquarters which was once swarming with people is now desolate, holding a notorious reputation among the public.
In the courtyard.
Gui Shou, the current interim head of the Great Unity Association, held a cup of tea, his hair completely white, looking as exhausted as an old man on the edge of life.
It wasn't until the tea had grown cold that he sighed softly.
"Three years after three years, when will this ever end?"
"It's been less than seven years since the ten-year agreement, and I'm already on the verge of collapse."
Seven years ago, the president seemed to have provoked a formidable enemy, disappeared along with all the spirit stones in the association, and left the Great Unity Association in his charge.
He calculated his own fortune, a symbol of great disaster, indicating that the outcome of staying would not be favorable.
Nevertheless, he chose to stay.
