Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen: Calamity
The quiet study was elegant and simple.
"For... the human race?"
Feng Jiuxuan's voice was flat, yet it clearly conveyed his disdain for these words.
Old Man Luo was indifferent to his tone and said,
"Yes, the Jiatiange was established initially for the continuation of the human race.
"At least in my generation, the Jiatiange's original purpose was still preserved. Although internal power struggles were fierce, at least when the great calamity with the "异鬼" arrived, it was a case of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold,' but in the end, Jiatiange bore the weight of nearly half of the human race's sky."
"Of course,
"Whether their original purpose has changed now, I do not know. After all, only by surviving and becoming stronger can we discuss our initial ideals, right?"
At this point,
Old Man Luo chuckled nonchalantly and continued,
"I think you, Prime Minister Xu, should know what it means when the Heaven's Watchtower Master cannot see the future, right?"