This time, Xuying's tone was no longer as detached and indifferent as before; it started to get directly irritated.
So many souls, brought together by the malice of mortals, had been destroyed. It felt its body become imbalanced, as if only the virtuous part of the faith power remained.
"What are you crying about? I've already shown you truth, what more do you need to make a wish?"
If it weren't for the fact that gathering virtue could only be achieved by granting wishes and by making people negative and self-consuming, it wouldn't have been so embarrassed.
As Xuying grew anxious, Mianmian started to sob intermittently, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face.
Bai Bai circling around Mianmian suddenly paused, shook its large wolf head, and asked Mianmian, "Mianmian, why are you crying? Did I, did I do something?"