"For what you've done, I feel only disdain and hatred."
As Meng Xizhou spoke these words.
The surface of the Red Lake rippled with countless water patterns!
The ongoing struggle between the Holy Books faced yet another reversal—
Song Ci's page of the Holy Book gained the upper hand.
The Great Elder's knees heavily hit the lake surface, his hands supporting the lake water, barely keeping himself from sinking into the Red Lake. He lifted his head and said in anguish and pain, "So you're planning to join Song Ci... to kill me?"
Meng Xizhou paused for a moment.
She shook her head and said softly, "Is it necessary?"
The Great Elder's eyes looked confused.
"I came here just to meet the Lord of Light Divine."
Meng Xizhou looked calmly at the elder kneeling on the lake surface, struggling to support himself, and said, "I have no interest in killing you... so I won't act intentionally."
"Then why are you on his side?"
The Great Elder was stunned.
