Envoy Lianhua respectfully answered: "Yes, my god."
As soon as she spoke, her figure vanished from the place again.
"Alright, Futu, although you didn't manage to annihilate those cunning humans this time, discovering this girl is a great achievement." Supreme Wisdom's laughter was faint, "Cangyuan Country, at least, will be in chaos for a while."
"Thank you, my god, for not blaming me." Futu bowed, somewhat curious, and asked, "My god, in your opinion, will Beirut really be killed by his own child, losing the throne?"
"The Great Priest of Cangyuan Country is indeed a very peculiar person; the prophecy has not been wrong to this day." Supreme Wisdom's voice was calm, "If Beirut truly kills that child, then perhaps the prophecy could indeed be broken, but unfortunately..."
Futu's doubts were growing: "I ask for your guidance, my god."
