Yi Lin seemed ready to share some gossip.
Molly and her grandfather stopped what they were doing and quickly perked their ears to listen.
After all, her grandfather wasn't dead.
Everyone else quieted down.
Yi Lin pointed at the sky, and the ferocious, terrifying rift in the sky closed instantly, seamlessly, flawlessly.
Yi Lin's various actions couldn't simply be described as "miraculous." After all, not far away lay the corpse of a Deity, and the word "god" was used to describe mere gods; they felt it couldn't describe their president at this moment.
Suddenly, the sky calmed down, and the sun shone brightly.
In a relaxed tone, Yi Lin recounted an old tale that had long been buried in the Origin Sea.
He narrated everything in detail.
