She paused here, her eyes sadly widening, and her mournful gaze fell on the urn on her lap, and she said softly:
"Later, even Senior Brother fell victim to Xuan Yin's ruthless hand. At that moment, the Heavenly Master Mansion was already dead, and these remaining priests only clung to the last shred of hope, but now..."
Gongshu Tianyuan, Li Wushang Dao, and Jin Jian all bowed their heads in silence, staring unmovingly at the porridge bowls in their hands.
As if awaiting a judgment.
Yu Xiu spoke softly:
"We've fled again and again on this path, and I'm almost too weary to flee anymore. You all go, take the last legacy of the Heavenly Master Mansion, go anywhere, like the Eastern Sea Thousand Islands."
With her lips trembling, Jin Jian, the young girl behind the glasses, with tears sparkling:
"Senior Sister... we'll go together."
She put down the porridge bowl and picked up her magic wand, taking a deep breath:
"I can lead you away, we will leave together."
