"Trust, how could I not trust."
Han Yu replied with a tone of certainty, his face full of sincerity.
Glass finally recovered, asking with dejection.
"I'm just naive, not stupid, do you believe that?"
It seems that the damage Ping caused to the Artifact Spirit was indeed significant, leaving Glass questioning its own wit.
"Then do you believe this is a city?"
Han Yu also looked up at the city wall with 'Qingzhou City' inscribed on it and posed the question.
"This should be... considered as such, I suppose!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass spoke with hesitation.
It's no wonder Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit had such conflicted expressions as Han Yu stood alone beneath Qingzhou City.
To his left and right were paths overgrown with weeds, and looking up, he saw dilapidated city walls covered in green moss. The grand gates were missing, and even during broad daylight, there wasn't a Palace Guard in sight.
Everything looked desolate no matter how you viewed it.
