"Chudong, if we were just ordinary people... then it would be us who died," Qi Yuan said calmly.
A Judicator also spoke softly, "We came here without revealing our presence and were indistinguishable from ordinary people. Look at how they begged for help... Can you even question what's on their minds?"
Miss Zhao and Elder Zhao turned pale, crying out "Injustice."
Liu Chudong hesitated for a moment.
"If Shen Lin were still here, then we'd know exactly what they're thinking," Liu Chudong lamented.
Right now, all these words were purely subjective judgments.
Even if they seemed reasonable, they were still conjectures.
She had believed the words of Qi Yuan and the Judicator, but without hard evidence, she couldn't get past the hurdle in her heart.
However, just as she finished speaking, a flash of light passed by.
The heads of Elder Zhao and Miss Zhao fell to the ground.
Both of their eyes still carried expressions of intense terror and disbelief.
