The Mountain Lord casually talked about the city's darkest secrets, his relaxed tone made it seem like he was discussing everyday matters. Yin Shou in front of him dared not listen, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.
"The Ciji Association is like a delicate porcelain piece. Its existence serves to give the timid and cowardly a source of inner support, but once filled with hope, it's shattered, pulling them into an abyss of darkness. But now, it seems the Ciji Association has veered off course. They seem to really think of themselves as the Savior, to the extent of creating an 'abnormal' 'God'." The Mountain Lord brought the weeping Flesh and Blood to his mouth, sucking forcefully, strands of blood seeping into his body, his blood surging like a dragon or tiger.
"It's time to correct their mistake now."
The lid came down; the Mountain Lord walked past Yin Shou: "Regroup, enter the Second District."
