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All the warriors present were silent and their eyes were bloodthirst, clenching their teeth angrily!

They all understood that this was perhaps Gong Yimo\'s truthful thought because when she brought the world to peace, she didn\'t have the desires of claiming herself as ruler. She had a gloomy heart which was dead. After every battle, she would stand on the battlefield and watch the soldiers digging pits to cremate the corpses. Even more, she requested the cremation of not only her own country\'s soldiers, but also the enemy\'s.

Men like them ducked as far as they could to avoid the rolling smoke and scent of burnt skin, but she would stand there quietly every single time, allowing the flame to scorch her face. Every time they won, she would sleep for three whole days and nights, completely drained. How could she, a woman with incredible strength, be that fatigued? It was all because she had a tired heart.

They watched helplessly as she transformed from a lively and playful young girl to helpless and murderous God who used violence to curb violence! She was a magnificent person, but she became an Empress whose heart was failing her and full of sadness.

Even more, they knew that she was just saying this to prevent them from avenging her.

Now that Gong Jue and Gong Che each held possession over half the world, her era had passed. They would never be the Emperor and the regent\'s matches. At most, they were just sacrificing themselves without meaning.

This powerless feeling made them feel defeated and on the verge of insanity! Someone stand up and scream!

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"Are we just going to let them go like this?! You might have murdered many, but haven\'t they committed crimes as well? Don\'t they need to suffer their consequences?!"

Gong Yimo heard this and suddenly looked at them, slightly smiling.

Like comforting a child and like the lively young girl back then, she blinked her eyes and said, clearly lying, "This ah…how about this…if…there is an afterlife, I won\'t let them go easily. Wont, won\'t just admit defeat easily."

After saying this, she suddenly glanced towards a corner of the worn-down temple. Right now, she was sitting, but in this space, Gong Yimo was standing and looking in that direction.

At that moment, the space seemed to have intersected. One was stepping into middle age with a chilly aura while the other was still a youth with a refreshing aura…

They were the same person and their gazes seemed to have met!

After a while, the one whose body was covered in injuries faintly smiled at the other one. This made the youthful Gong Yimo shocked! She hugged her head and squatted down.

Can\'t…can\'t let them go easily…?

No… that\'s not what she wants!

At this time, a kindhearted old man hurriedly climbed over after sensing her uncomfortableness.

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The moment Gong Yimo came in, he had noticed her. She, a poor little boy, suddenly barged in and kept her gaze on the Bodhisattva as if she had lost her soul. But right now, she looked like she was in pain truthfully, so the old man hurriedly asked, "Young lad, how are you? Are you sick?"

He was a bit worried because there was a rule in the temple where sick people weren\'t allowed to casually stay for the night. Therefore, if Gong Yimo was sick, she needed to either endure it or be driven out once she was exposed.

Gong Yimo was tugged by the old man and this caused her to put the old man\'s hands behind his back as reflex. She sharply gazed at the old man as if she had grabbed a hold of her last hope.

"I\'m fine…just very tired…"

Hearing her explanation, the old man who was frightened by her gaze sighed and hurriedly gave her his spot.

"Since this is the case, I\'ll give you this spot. Have a good rest tonight and I\'ll put up with sleeping under the tree."

Gong Yimo opened her mouth, wanting to say no, but the other party was adamant. Because she was too tired and her body was swaying, she ended up lying down.