The Old Taoist's complexion slightly changed, saying, "I have always strongly opposed this matter, but the Holy Master agreed."
Zhen Qiong sighed and said, "No matter how many fish are lured out, or how many ulcers cleaned, even if the Holy Alliance becomes cleaner... if the Holy Master cannot hold on and falls there, we are utterly defeated!"
"It's more than just a defeat!"
The Old Taoist said helplessly, "It's simply an eternal crime! Future historical records will nail us to the pillar of shame..."
He looked at the tortoise shell in his hand and said, "A man of virtue has heavenly protection, we can only hope that the Holy Master, with great luck, will not die!"
"Won't you divine one more time, elder?"
Zhen Qiong couldn't help but ask, "Whenever there's a major event, you always divine to determine fortune or misfortune!"
