"How awful!"
Fang Ning stood among the stone wreckage, seething and lamenting.
This was the first time he had experienced such emotions since the moment he was seized by Sir System!
Although these honest stone people never had much of a presence and were never good with flattery, their diligence helped lay a firm material foundation for Sir System's invincibility.
Such was always the case with honest people. When it came to giving contributions, theirs would never be obvious, but once they were gone, others would suddenly realize that they could not do without them.
The loss and damages suffered within the vastness of this herb garden still came second. The key was how these Whitestone people, who had worked laboriously over these four years, had to die such pitiful deaths!
All this while, he always thought the Draconic Arcane Realm was the next safest place to the System Space.
