บท 646: Chapter 347 Divine Race's Guess_2

"...I've given you so much support, and you still manage to screw up this simple thing..." The old man swore incessantly, his face flamed and throat bulged, visibly incensed.

Red Sleeve was as if deaf to his ranting, and continued to kneel by the corpse of the World Walker. Her eyes were lifeless, and her face wore a numb expression.

"You could have appeared earlier, you could have saved him..." Red Sleeve muttered under her breath, her eyes reddening.