บท 225: Trash Will Always Be Trash

The silent young lady suddenly opened her mouth and spoke. Her voice incredibly soothing like the calming sea. 

"What exactly are you worried about?" The young lady's eyelids twitched and the pressure from the Leviathan statue levitated the heaps of her snow white gown. 

Obviously agitated, her friend expression revealed one of frustration. Even with all of her explanation, her friend was still not treating this matter seriously.

"You should know by now, no matter how talented you are, there are people with great luck that even with their ordinary aptitude, they could even compete evenly against top-tier geniuses!"

It was as though the pressure from the statue was nothing than a mere breeze to her, Persephone stood up from her cross-legged position. 

Her eyes lit up after noticing her friend was finally paying attention to her words.

The young lady's eyes opened revealing a cold ands indifferent emerald green.