"No matter what he chose, it was right."
"Or, no matter what he chose, it was wrong."
Conch gave a complex hum of agreement.
There was a hint of anticipation as she gaped at the slender man swallowed by silence.
She just watched...
That was her father...
Her father, tormented by worry for her future and mired in despair.
She...
She had a father.
In that vividly realistic illusion realm, she could be with her kin, at least catch a glimpse.
If she could cry, she would have by now.
Even Lu Yuan held his breath, unsure of what to say, simply watching—the arguing crowd in the illusion realm, and the silent Di.
"Conch, we... need to leave."
"The power of this illusion realm is starting to intensify. The longer we stay here, the harder it will be for us to break free." Lu Yuan said with reluctance, yet found it necessary to remind her.
[Hmm...]
Her Divine Attribute of 34 points allowed her to smartly make the right decision, unaffected by the emotional turmoil.
