Ji Jingqiu's expression was solemn, is this to set the whole world as an enemy?
"Are you confident to hold the line? When the time comes, the situation you encounter may be even more difficult than ours because you're destined to have no reinforcements," Yang Qingshan suddenly asked with a smile.
Ji Jingqiu nodded, "They are not my enemies."
The four laughed heartily or raised their eyebrows, each seeing the silhouette of an old friend, or their expression turned strange, somewhat dazed.
Ten thousand years ago, similarly, among the seven of them, someone had said such words.
It was neither He Donghuang nor Mu Shitian.
It was Ji Tianxing before leaving the Federation.
He said—
My enemy is in the eternal years.
"After the great disaster, the second task we need you to accomplish is crucial; it concerns the survival of the Federation—"
"We require you to guard the Federation for twenty years."
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