"I told you to move! Did you not hear me?" Gu Qingcheng's face darkened.
The Elysium wore cloaks that obscured their faces. They lowered their heads and did not vocally object to her repeated command, but still, they did not move. Standing where they were, they were blocking Han Sen's exit.
"It looks like the politics of Elysium Shelter are quite complex. Gu Qingcheng is not one-hundred percent in charge. And because Elysian Moon isn't all that popular, my hostage isn't invaluable," Han Sen thought to himself.
"Gu Qingcheng, you are the master of the shelter! You should think about the Elysium. If the human can simply walk out so boldly, how can we expect to survive and maintain our strength in the Fourth God's Sanctuary?" A voice echoed across the shelter, and the spirits then divided their ranks to form a path.
A spirit with a grey cloak and a black staff was approaching. When the spirits saw him, they bowed and exclaimed, "The Big Priest!"
