For the two interns who drew the lucky lot, life's ups and downs couldn't be more pronounced; just a day ago, they were at the peak of their lives, and now they're plunged into the basement of the eighteenth layer of the abyss.
Although they only caught the last part of the conversation between Cultivator Wang and Zhao Chenlu, being from Cyan Lotus Academy, they had enough perception to realize that they were on a dead-end path. Instantly, they turned ashen-faced, trembling all over.
"Dean, we... we don't want to die yet..."
One of the interns spoke while tears flowed uncontrollably, collapsing to the ground with a thud, "I... I have aging parents above and young siblings below; my whole family relies on me to rise and support them. I just entered the Academy, haven't even had the chance to send my internship stipend home. I can't die yet..."
