“Master, the upcoming battle will affect destiny. No matter who wins or loses, I won’t be able to help you anymore,” the white-eyed little girl bit her lips. She had reached her limit in helping the Emperor of Death.
After saying that, she bowed to the Emperor of Death and asked to leave.
“I’ll only drag Master down if I stay. My destiny isn’t in the Cang Ocean – it’s in the Continent Zone,” the white-eyed girl said, and a weird light glittered in her eyes as she looked in the direction of the Continent Zone.
“Okay, I won’t force you,” the Emperor of Death gave her a deep glance. Without her help, he never would’ve been able to find Zhao Feng in the Cang Ocean. Furthermore, she tried to divine what would happen with all her powers. To a certain degree, the Emperor of Death had the initiative.
“Before I leave, I would like to tell Master something,” Bai Lin suddenly said.
“Go ahead,” the Emperor of Death replied.
