"You bastards!"
Not all the old seniors buried in the Ice Mountain are of high morality and integrity, such as some of those sent in within the last four hundred years.
If we trace back, they might be one of the main roots of corruption.
At this moment, some of them lie silently in ice coffins, wishing to bide their time; it would be great if they could endure through this great battle, after all, they are still "young" and haven't decayed at all.
However, the administrators of these old factions, eager to render meritorious service and avoid future reckoning, are nearly all present and have begun calling names according to the clan genealogy.
"Fifteenth Ancestor, come on out, I personally sent you in back then. Your condition must be excellent, hurry and contribute to the family!"
"Damn it!" Some of the old seniors lying in their coffins were trembling with anger.
"You truly are descendants taught by me!"
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