He still fell silent on Boss Luo's issue.
Luo Qiu was clearly in no hurry... Basically, for every entity given choices, he always offered the greatest patience.
The waiting process wasn't long.
"You... you all, what help can you give me," Cain asked slowly.
"What is it that you want?" Luo Qiu asked softly.
He once again fell into contemplation, as he sat there, seemingly like a statue that had existed since ancient times... motionless, without even the slightest change in facial expressions.
This presence from the past seemed to slow down... Everything in front of him seemed to devolve from high pixel to low pixel, becoming blurry and rough.
Only that Little Wraith didn't change... Luo Qiu knew that outside the cave, the Corpse Pit was in the same situation—besides the resentful spirits formed from the dead mutated children, everything here was a calculated result within Cain's consciousness.
