Lu Bu'er curiously asked,
"The specific results haven't come out yet, Zhang Bolun's brain has already been sent to Yanjing for further analysis. However, I personally have a bit of a clue,"
Peng Xianzhi lifted his eyes, "That rotten brain matter, I have seen it before."
Lu Bu'er was startled, "You've seen it?"
Peng Xianzhi hummed, "More than two hundred years ago, in Cairo, Egypt. When Li Xingpan, the second Sacred Monarch, was sealing the Corrupt Death God at the third site, I had seen that thing. This goes back to, at that time, the Sacred Monarch, as well as the Holy Officer and the Grand Ecclesiarch who constrained him."
Before this, she suddenly posed a question.
"Child, do you know why the Sacred Monarch exists?"
Lu Bu'er fell into thought.
He had never really considered this question.
