"Mr. Jia Wei, the situation really is terrible now..."
A fine gray rain drifted over the walls of West Cave.
Su Ye sat in a recliner, a self-mocking smile still on his face.
He gazed at the rumbling sky above. Though his expression revealed nothing, his mood was gloomier than ever before.
"Source Tower, Northern Continent, Eastern Continent—they've all begun retreating."
"And we're still having a 'revolution' here."
Su Ye's slender fingers tightened around the armrest.
Mountain ash obscured source quality and blocked spiritual perception, yet as he looked through the rain curtain into the distance, through countless layers of gray mist, he seemed able to see the commotion in every district of West Cave... A large-scale civilian uprising had suddenly erupted.
There was no need to think about it. The Neutralists were behind this.
The shadow was dead.
The Neutralists had escaped.
The holy book was gone!
Su Ye tried his utmost to restrain his anger. He had not been Holy Son for long, and heading south to Sang Continent Grotto was his greatest mission so far... He had come confidently with the holy book, only to end up in such a miserable state.
Most humiliating of all, he did not even know who had stolen the holy book!
Su Ye covered his forehead with one hand and laughed softly. "Why not just kill them all? What do you think?"
"..."
Jia Wei fell silent.
The Great Knight of the City of Light wore heavy armor. Countless fine raindrops splashed across his gleaming silver plate, making him seem as imposing as a statue.
"That would be inappropriate."
Jia Wei said deeply, "In West Cave's twenty districts, nearly two thousand Transcendents are marching and resisting... Never mind those who have already fled. These people still have a chance to be