"Wow, Mom, did the Heavenly Palace... explode?"
"Fireworks!"
"They're so pretty!"
On the ground, a little girl no more than five years old craned her neck to look at the projection of the Heavenly Court.
As flames burst forth.
She clapped excitedly and said.
As for her mother, she was completely stunned.
Only after a while did she take a deep breath and look seriously at her daughter. "Remember, the Heaven Group is the foundation we rely on to survive!"
"If anyone tells you again to go to the Heavenly Palace and enjoy peaceful days, call the Heaven Group's complaints department directly!"
The girl nodded hard. "Okay!"
Then she raised her head again, staring unblinkingly at the Heavenly Court as she murmured, "So pretty."
"Like the fireworks from the legends."
Her mother had originally wanted to say something more, but after hearing her daughter's words, she fell silent.
She should never have brought her into this world.
Fireworks, once seen everywhere, had become something from legends in her eyes.
This scene.
Almost everyone saw it.
It was too spectacular.
Even from the distant Spirit Mountain came an intense burst of energy, as though it were shocked, yet also relieved.
Fortunately.
The disaster was at the Heavenly Court, not Spirit Mountain.
"I finally understand why you value Wang Ye so highly."
Zhao Hai stood before the office's floor-to-ceiling window, looking up with a dazed expression.
The Heavenly Court.
Was also a place he knew well. He had stayed there for nearly a thousand years.
Every brick and tile within it.
He could even find his own residence in the projection.
If he had not mistaken it, his home had exploded too.
When Wang Ye made a move, not even a blade of grass remained?
Zhao Hai swallowed unconsciously. This scene had