"So that's how it is!"
The Chief Prosecutor was suddenly enlightened, "I was too shallow!"
"Remember." Rowena felt like a kindergarten teacher now, tutoring a clueless little kid, "As soon as you harbor fear against the tribes in battle, you'll never be their match."
Oh my God, she was radiating maternal glory!
She had found the tribe's vulnerabilities, and she believed that the traitors hiding in the Origin Society could also see through the secret of My Power of Thought. That's why this boarding battle must be completed by Zhuang Xiao alone.
After days of torment, the Chief Prosecutor finally felt a glimmer of hope; he could truly see the dawn of victory.
Even without the Lord of the Holy City, without the omens He bestowed, armed with the wisdom of the Third Seat Lady and the tribes' mysterious My Power of Thought, they could still win this war!
While the two were in conversation, an atmosphere of despair was spreading in the command cabin.
