The deadline was drawing ever closer.
Was this Xilan's death sentence, or was it, perhaps, the day of salvation?
Among the three of them, none dared to be certain.
Hiris and Utus had decided not to kill Xilan, but Laren was still hesitating, wandering indecisively.
He aimlessly paced on the shallow lake, at times running quickly, at times sitting in the water, at times muttering to himself; he seemed as if he had gone mad.
Today was the third day; once today passed, as long as one of them wished for Xilan's death, then Xilan would go to his death.
And God would not bear a grudge for their sin, much less seek retribution.
Laren had once firmly said to Hiris, "Is it a sin if there's punishment and retribution?"
At that time, Laren was certain he would kill Xilan.
Because to kill Xilan, there was neither punishment nor retribution.
