Lin Yifan also felt a wave of disappointment, it seemed hopeless.
Just as he was about to leave, the flock of black birds suddenly departed.
He always felt that this group of black birds was connected to the Constellation Beast, and furthermore, the black birds were carrying several dead bodies of venomous insects back—surely not every bird has offspring to feed, right?
He realized things might be amiss and suggested, "Why don't we track these black birds and see what we might discover?"
"You've been observing for so long, are you still not giving up?" A senior sister expressed dissatisfaction, thinking it was purely a waste of time.
"Sometimes, we can't just look at the surface, we need to dig deeper." Lin Yifan replied.
"If you want to research, do it yourself; don't waste our time."
"In that case, let's split up and act separately!"
When paths differ, we cannot work together; Lin Yifan would still follow his heart and do what he must.
