"Apologies." Beigong Yu let out a deep sigh. His handsome face was heavy with sorrow, and his gaze brimmed with endless guilt and self-blame as he looked straight at Gan Mo, who was already weeping uncontrollably.
Gan Mo's originally delicate face was streaked with tears. She sobbed, her body trembling slightly, fragile and heartbreaking as a flower swaying in the wind.
Hearing Beigong Yu's apology, she raised her head, looking at him with eyes swollen like walnuts, and shook her head with a choked, hoarse voice: "Heavenly King, this has nothing to do with you. If anyone is to blame, it is only the God-Slaying Palace for being so cruel and tyrannical. As giants of the Apocalypse Realm, high and mighty, they have now slaughtered the unarmed and innocent without mercy. It is utterly demented, inhuman, and despicable to the extreme, entirely devoid of any human baseline."
Chapter 1338