"I was wrong, I really was wrong, what goes around comes around, immediate retribution in this life, it's truly the result of creating karma..."
"Um, Lord Brother looks so desolate, Sister Sandora, did I do something wrong?"
Alaya looked at "Lord Brother," who was engulfed by dark aura as if possessed by Xiang Lin, and pitifully turned her head toward the epitome of detachment sitting gracefully on a majestic throne pulled out from her personal space, sipping black tea like a... uh, Queen.
"It's okay, Ah Jun is just empathizing with another poor guy from a different world whose house we demolished."
"Sandora, if we accidentally smash someone's yard in the future, we must remember to compensate them! This karma is coming back too fast!"
Upon hearing Sandora's words, I immediately turned around, my face full of Xiang Lin's sorrow.
The living room was full of scars, utterly desolate.
