Ever since arriving at the City in the Clouds, Amina had been feeling somewhat unsettled.
The more she learned, the more she understood, the heavier that sense of confusion became.
When she heard the name Black Obsidian, it felt as though someone had lightly tugged at Amina's nerves, and that confusion flooded forth even more fiercely.
No matter how deliberately she avoided it, a biological connection could not be forgotten.
Later, Wang Jixuan had her contact the Ancient Remnant Spirit and act as a buffer between both sides to prevent them from reaching a life-or-death impasse.
Amina moved back and forth among He Ruli, Gao Huating, and Wang Jixuan like a messenger, and the confusion in her heart became impossible to contain.
It was as though she was not a Spiritual Practitioner at all.
She was merely an insignificant courier, a spirit slave who did not know her own place.
Today, when He Ruli proposed a compromise and Wang Jixuan also made concessions, Amina let out a breath of relief, though she also felt vaguely disappointed.
She could not figure out why she felt disappointed.
Perhaps it was the combined effect of many factors...
Now, the grand hall imprisoning Wang Jixuan and the others was completely accessible, and Amina no longer needed to carry messages or do anything else.
She stood in a corridor paved with some unknown material, watching Gao Huating leave the hall with a flushed face, seemingly guilty as she hurried away.
The disappointment in Amina's heart became even stronger.
"You can actually space out too?"
Nierda Tamon's rough voice came from nearby.
Amina immediately came back to her senses. Her pretty face tightened as she calmly looked at Nierda Tamon, who had come out for a stroll.
"I was merely thinking."
"Thinking about how to win