The three quietly cheered, "Great."
After the cheer, the atmosphere grew heavy.
Below the big pit, dust floated silently in the dim silence.
Everywhere bore traces of damage left by the Insect Men.
Apart from them, no one survived; even the slightest bloodstains had been licked clean by the Insect Men.
Wu Qingqing suddenly felt sorrowful, "Master, was it really okay for us to choose not to save anyone?" So many people just died like that.
Playing games felt cruel, but in reality, there was more confusion and anxiety.
Wu Qingqing remained uneasy, "Is it right to watch people die without helping?"
Su Xiaocai responded casually, "There's no right or wrong in battle. We just need to make the decision most favorable to the current situation. If you must judge right or wrong, assume it was wrong; everyone makes mistakes, and we'll make mistakes again next time, as long as it doesn't break the law, it's not a big deal."
