Chapter 711: The Mechanic Chunky City

Ji Hanwu kept his composure. It seemed that his grandson created trouble outside. No wonder when he woke up that morning, he had heard a magpie's chirping outside the window.

"Teacher, in the past, I..." The high priest was hesitant as she spoke; she hadn't apologized to anyone in a long time.

"I can feel his emotions. He didn't blame you, even at the moment of his death," Ji Hanwu said calmly.

"Teacher?" The high priest's voice trembled slightly. Her eyes were hollow as if she was calling for someone or talking to herself. "I..."

Composed, Ji Hanwu said, "He was relieved before his death, because you learned to make a choice, which is an asset that a qualified high priest should have."

The high priest stood rooted in the same position as if she was a sculpture, startled.