After suffering so much, she never thought she would survive, let alone suddenly find herself living in such a fine place. The thought that she was being cared for by the most powerful races from all the world-clusters, that she was sharing a building with Fusion Realm experts, filled her heart with an infinite sense of inferiority.
Accompanying this was an endless welling of guilt.
'If I had just died on the Eight-direction Reversing Ship, would I have been able to avoid troubling Jiang Qiu?'
'She really couldn't figure it out. What value did she even have? Was it her once-prided talent for the Refining System? She hadn't practiced in so many years; she couldn't imagine how rusty she'd become.'
'Besides, that little bit of talent was nothing compared to the people she had seen.'
