"Alas, we've been rooted here for hundreds of years, yet the information we've managed to pass on is distressingly limited," Aunt Liu expressed her disappointment.
They were entrenched in this collapsed area precisely to gather intelligence and relay it to the ancient gods.
Regrettably, the information they had passed on over the many years was scant.
And many of their sisters had lost their lives.
This caused Aunt Liu to sometimes question whether their sacrifices were worth it.
"Aunt Liu, regardless of the outcome, as long as we carry out our duty diligently, it is enough.
We are here to pass on the information. Let those mighty beings deal with the annihilation of the Evil God!" Xiao Xing declared firmly.
Aunt Liu responded with a helpless smile: "Just feels a bit melancholic, having spent hundreds of years in this fallen district, yet things have not improved, they have only grown more chaotic."
