Inside the Northern General's Mansion, in a muddy courtyard.
Liu Juncai was held by a mud hand, slowly emerging from the ground.
As the giant mud hand slightly parted its fingers, Liu Juncai gazed at Xiang Qi flying away into the sky, sighing deeply: "Ah..."
This is all I can do.
After quietly observing for a moment, she turned around and walked towards the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture.
The General's Mansion was silent, the other students had already been led away by the soldiers.
In the vast General's Mansion, only Liu Juncai, the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture, and the broken Sand General kneeling in the center of the hall remained.
"Thank you, Mud Po." Liu Juncai approached the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture, looked up at the dignified face of Mud Po.
The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture was equally silent, the myriad mud hands behind it forming a disk, with two mud hands in front posed in a peculiar gesture.
