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They both wanted it, and neither was willing to give up.
But it was difficult.
After Lu Bu'er finished freshening up, she picked up her wooden sword and pushed open the door to leave, only to see an elder with white, wispy hair standing in the corridor—clearly having been there waiting for a long time.
"Mr. Lu."
The Prophet bowed respectfully.
Lu Bu'er had previously been informed by the bad woman that this Prophet held a high status within the organization. The way he came to her, so submissively, made it clear he had a favor to ask.
"What's the matter? Has someone died from the epidemic? If you need me to resurrect someone with the Genesis Ritual, then have Extinction Master Tai or a higher-ranking elder come to discuss terms with me. You're not in the position to decide," Lu Bu'er stretched languidly as she stood by the railing in the hallway, admiring the view of the courtyard. Directly opposite, she could enjoy the splendid view of the Nile River, a delightful sight.