When Angel entered the hall, the Mini Signal Tower had already stopped operating, and on the other side, Dororo was deep in thought.
The sound of Angel's footsteps brought Dororo back to his senses.
"It seems the impression Hua Que left on you is quite profound." Angel casually remarked as he sat across from Dororo.
Dororo wasn't shy, nodding and saying, "Yes, Hua Que is a person of great talent and ability. Compared to Popota, she was more suited to become the heir of Baiyuan's Flame. But unfortunately, she died too soon."
Angel looked deeply into Dororo's eyes with his pale golden eyes: "Perhaps it's simply because fate chose you."
Dororo smiled bashfully, but didn't respond. He hadn't actually thought about reviving the Baiyuan Clan yet. Compared to such distant responsibilities, what he wanted to do now was to cultivate properly, hoping one day to become a help to Angel.
