"What do you mean?"

The woman over there was stunned and asked, "You said, I used death to carry out my mission?"

"Don't be cunning, show the stars."

The goddess gave a silent sneer, took out the three brass plates from her pocket, threw them gently into her palm, and made a crisp and pleasant jingling sound: "The relics of the three wastes in Southern Xinjiang are now in my hands. The three of them are brought into the organization by you and under your jurisdiction. I don't believe that without your permission, they dare to come to the Mainland to carry out their tasks!"

The exhibitor God over there...