East Desolate City, True Martial Hall Main Hall.
Feng Wuya, who had just returned from accompanying Ye Chen to the Celestial Burial Sea, immediately sought out Lingxiao.
"Grand Elder."
Lingxiao saluted, then sighed, "Unable to protect, didn't even have the opportunity to act, no one could have foreseen Shi Fengchun would execute his plan directly at the strongest point of the Alien Race Alliance base."
Feng Wuya said, "The matter has come to this, we can only try to calm the storm as soon as possible."
Lingxiao hesitated.
"Speak your mind," Feng Wuya said.
Lingxiao: "I always felt Shi Fengchun's actions were a bit odd. I understand his descent into hysterical madness due to Zhou Xiong's death, but... based on some information I obtained, at that time Shi Fengchun assassinated the Silver-winged Emperor and might have had a chance to escape."
Feng Wuya's eyes flashed, "Do you think Shi Fengchun was seeking death?"
Lingxiao nodded, "At that moment, he didn't want to live."
