"Not likely."
Lin Qiye shook his head. "The barrier around a divine kingdom isn't something we can break easily—not even gods could do so. Besides, this divine kingdom has become a living thing. Even if we opened a breach, it would heal very quickly."
"Then perhaps we could return to Heaven and take another look? Heaven is so vast—what if there's a way out somewhere?" Jiang Er ventured.
"I think..."
As everyone discussed ways to leave, Lin Qiye pondered for a moment before silently sinking his consciousness into the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods within his mind.
Wearing a white coat, Lin Qiye quickly stepped out of the director's office.
"Qiye, morning." Li Yifei, who was sunbathing by the door, smiled and greeted him.
"Where is Yelander?"
Lin Qiye had no time to chat with him and went straight to the point.
"Him? He's alone on the hospital rooftop."
"On the rooftop? What's he doing?"
"No idea. Ever since that old man left his ward, he's stood up there every day. He doesn't eat or sleep. Every time I get up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and see him standing there in white clothes, he scares the hell out of me."
Li Yifei could not help complaining.
Lin Qiye frowned. "All right, I understand."
He turned and hurried toward the stairs.
He had been carrying out missions in the mist these past two days and had barely visited the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods. Though Yelander's behavior puzzled him, this was no time to dwell on it.
Yelander was the ruler of Heaven and the one who had destroyed Hell. No one in this world should understand those two places better than him. If Lin Qiye wanted to find a way out, asking him