Lord Rou's tone showed no regret, "My desire to become a god was always to protect all living beings under the heavens. Now, I don't even know if what I've done can be considered as protection. Perhaps, it's still not enough." He looked at Fan Wubing, "You're right, I've trapped them here, which in itself is a form of suffering for them. But I... have no other way. I'm sorry."
A single "Sorry" made Fan Wubing's whole body tremble; he said guiltily, "I didn't know the truth before, please forgive me, Lord Rou."
"It's alright, it's alright. You're not wrong."
Fan Wubing's eyes gleamed, "But the source of all this lies in the Celestial Balance Upper City, in the Li Palace, doesn't it?"
Lord Rou said, "They will not look over here."
The Mountain God gave a sorrowful smile, "What a laughable empire this is."
Lord Rou said, "You should leave. This city has long been deeply afflicted. Don't stay too long, lest you catch the illness. Such an illness, no ordinary medicine can cure."
