"No matter, let them all follow their Heavenly Destiny."
...
"Outrageous, truly outrageous, they clearly had the strength to mount a rescue; yet they watched indifferently as Wen Juan and the others were brutally killed."
Tianjing City.
Arc of Light Research Institute, seven or eight people were operating the instruments, looking at some images displayed on the screens.
The office was filled with oppressively restrained breathing.
The images were frozen on a few corpses with tragic deaths, an old man with a square face covered his face with both hands, tilting his head back, rubbed his moist eyes, sighed, and continued: "The information we got is correct, the significance of the ruins outside Dongjiang City needs to be elevated several levels. This time, sending just one team was an oversight. That Du Yanshan from the Special Affairs Office, his Fame is greater than his effectiveness, failing to play any role; your Special Affairs Office is not without blame."
