"Dammit! That precious psychic talent is dead too! Who knows how long it will take to cultivate a second psychic? China Team! I will never let them die a simple death! I'll subject them to the most brutal tortures imaginable!"
The Little Monk's furious roar and hurried footsteps echoed through the gloomy mausoleum. The death of a member as vital as her had completely enraged him.
She was a psychic! In any samsara team, that was a role ranking in the top three of importance!
Chapter 39