'Her?'
'Is he talking about Clelia's identity?'
'Obviously, the black-robed Grave Digger isn't talking about her identity as 'Thousand Faces' of the Eternal Life Association.'
'Thinking back to when that Female Tyrannosaurus Captain from the *Golden Dis* attacked with her Secret Cultivators, Clelia had been so evasive... So, is he referring to what she remembered back then?'
A flicker crossed Wei'en's crimson eyes. He had to know!
"I am both surprised and pleased to encounter her here—" The Grave Digger spread his arms, the gesture pulling his black robes taut and making his face look like a silhouette protruding from a curtain. "Although the True Forerunner ordered us not to appear before her, she is a far cry from her former glory…"
"This encounter will be her end!"
'Her end?'
'So what? What the hell *is* her identity?!'
"O, great True Master, I…"
