After Angel left, Geng Ghost looked through the wall hole worriedly at the Wise Sovereign.
"My Lord Sovereign, should I call Little Bao..."
The Wise Sovereign waved his hand: "No need, I need to think about some things alone, you go with Angel, leave me in peace."
Although Geng Ghost still wanted to say something, seeing the Wise Sovereign had already sent him away, he could only leave helplessly.
As the Wise Sovereign watched the hole in the wall slowly disappear, soon, there was no other presence in the resting room.
The Wise Sovereign closed his eyes and fell into long thoughts.
After an unknown period, the quiet space was broken by the Wise Sovereign's low sigh: "Alas, Naraku, oh Naraku..."
The Wise Sovereign shook his head, his face full of bitterness.
A millennium is such a long time; the Wise Sovereign himself transformed from a staunch conservative to a reformist. How could Naraku have changed not at all?
