Upon hearing these words, the crowd, which had been determined to tear the heavens, suddenly shrank into a bunch of cowering shoots.
"What do we do now?"
"Are we just going to wait for death?"
"..."
Guan Yidao's half-hidden face was shrouded in darkness, his tone unfriendly.
"Miss Qi Yue speaks so, does she have any idea?"
Qi Yue didn't care, her voice still indifferent.
"No."
When the crowd heard that Qi Yue had no solution either, they collapsed to the ground once more.
Guan Yidao said nothing, but knitted his brows.
His brows were naturally arched high, and the thick black hairs joined together, making him look particularly fierce.
But Qi Yue was unfazed.
She understood their desire to live, but reality had to permit it first.
"Yueyue, is there really no way out?"
Shen Yu approached her, holding the Luminous Pearl, tears glistening in her eyes.
Qi Yue had wanted to say no, but something thick lingered in her throat.
She hesitated, "I'll try and see."
