"That's wonderful!"
Elina's straightforward answer clearly surprised Lynn.
He narrowed his eyes and studied her for several seconds, then glanced at Cross and Fu Qian. In the end, he smiled with satisfaction.
"Just as I thought. We're on the same page."
"So why are you still wasting time talking? Do you think this thing feels good to have on you?"
Elina looked at him coldly, her tone impatient.
"Sorry. We really do need to hurry. Please, come with me."
Lynn said no more and stepped aside, gesturing for them to follow.
"Believe me, I know all too well how painful Sin Fire is."
As it turned out, their earlier guess had been right.
Lynn led them to the building on the slanted wall, just as they had suspected.
And almost as soon as they stepped inside, a sea of eyes turned toward them.
Scrutiny, wariness, hostility—there was barely a trace of goodwill.
When they noticed the Sin Fire on Elina, their gazes grew even more intense.
The group of survivors had about ten people left. They all seemed fairly strong, and several were at the Intermediate Tier.
Lynn, standing nearby, was undoubtedly one of the best among them. He seemed to be around the fourth tier.
"You really brought them here? Four of our people just died at their hands."
After a brief silence, a man in black spoke coldly.
"I've already confirmed that these three share our views completely."
Facing the many unfriendly stares, Lynn introduced them without showing any reaction.
"And given the circumstances, they were only acting to protect themselves."
"Lady Elina is in a hurry to purify the Sin Fire on her, so I invited them here directly. I'll take her to the statue now."
"No rush. We've already seen that your idea isn't all