"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He Sai trembled, but didn't know what else to say and kept choking out apologies.
Lu Bu'er was slightly taken aback; her once most familiar childhood friend seemed a bit different now.
In the midst of his crying, He Sai suddenly felt a rough touch on his cheek.
Afifa reached out a hand and touched his face.
"It's okay, big brother has already done very well."
On the banks of the Nile River, Xia Zhu dipped her hand into the water, and a burning flame ignited in her palm, instantly evaporating the water into billowing steam.
Wisps of black smoke faintly showed through the steam.
Lu Bu'er walked through the dense vapor and saw her graceful silhouette.
"With so much Dark Matter, no wonder you didn't come to the scene,"
he lifted his head to look at the black smoke in the steam and said expressionlessly.
