126. On the Edge of Death_2

"That was a mistake made by past generations; what does it have to do with us now?"

This sentence nearly made Frost Plated, the White Knight of the Secret Society, lose his composure.

He looked at Quan Xianzhong several times, pausing for quite a while before he spoke:

"There's a reason you monkeys are trapped on the ground. Every day, you expect people who shouldn't reflect to do so, while those who should never do."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that you people of Azure Star are truly pitiable, forever unable to break free from the vicious cycle of history. No wonder you're not qualified, that's precisely why you aren't qualified, not at all."

Frost Plated couldn't be bothered to continue explaining to these barbarians:

"Connect me to Qiong'anjing; if I don't get the Black Whale, I'll slit my wrists in the center of Qiong'anjing. Don't be ungrateful, natives."

"...Wait a moment."