The Old Principal clicked his tongue in wonder too, feeling this person's fate was very dramatic; chances were that these trajectories of destiny would attract some equally outrageous sequence.
He sighed that fortunately the Bunker was under the control of the capable; in the end, strength was what mattered.
If they'd gone back to an era when everyone's combat power was about the same, Wen Xiangge might well have climbed to the level of the Pope.
As for the other people who knew what was going on, they all accepted one thing—keeping quiet.
If you went around telling people that Wen Xishu had exceeded his time and was trapped outside the Bunker, everyone would instead think your intentions were damnable.
After the assassination last time, Wen Xiangge was supposed to keep a low profile for a while. But this time, he still stepped out.
Xishu Divine Teaching must flourish! The Sect Hierarch's majesty must not be offended! The Sect Hierarch must always be the victor!
