"Grandpa? Who are you?"
Su Qi was skilled in responding, but the other side didn't answer, as if they could only contact him one-way.
"Now, we have reached the forefront team, but... we only have part of the strength, the old foundation is still recovering, only by offering it can we have a chance of winning."
Su Qi paused for a moment, looked towards the others, their expressions hadn't changed, it seemed the voice wanted to contact him alone and carried an urgent, heavy plea.
"So."
The voice paused, gravely, "Respected Divine Son, please believe, no matter what… you must survive!"
"We will do everything to rescue you!"
Then the voice was cut off.
Su Qi mumbled to himself, "I thought I was about to awaken Grandpa's 'golden finger'."
As a result.
Someone was coming to rescue the Divine Son.
