A massive fissure ran through his Fate Principle.
It seemed like a chasm.
"Quickly continue practicing the next segment of the Holy Words, otherwise you won't be able to reconcile this conflict within your Fate Principle, and in the end, you'll still face death. Your situation is similar to mine, I haven't fared much better... But at least, the existence of the Holy Words is a ray of hope for you," Xia Zhu said indifferently.
"By the way, don't tell anyone about what just happened."
She paused: "Only you know, and I know."
"Why?"
Lu Bu'er thought of this suddenly and voiced the question in his mind: "Wait, you said, we met when we were children... I indeed remember you. That genetic optimization project in San Francisco, USA, did you also participate?"
Although his head was throbbing with pain, childhood memories gradually traced back.
Xia Zhu now was different from before.
But that ink-dyed long hair was indeed a very noticeable feature.
"No."
Xia Zhu said coldly.
"No."
