The voice of the Midnight Goddess was extremely clear and resonant, only softer and more sorrowful by a slight degree than that of Master Ziyin, the Second Crown Prince.
She did not speak again, yet Lin Suqing could feel her urgency and panic, as if she was guarding against something.
However, no one answered her, why did no one answer? The Midnight Goddess of Danxue Mountain, the Institute Master of Tianrui... Whom was she pleading for? She was pleading with such desperation...
"I beg you..." Desperate choking sobs, overwhelming grief that made Lin Suqing's heart ache deeply.
"You are the reincarnation of our ancestor, if you are determined to save him, no one can stop you! I beg you, please... Save him, please..."
Who would have thought that the dignified Midnight Goddess would cry uncontrollably.
