Jiang Chen was absolutely sure that their sects, friends, and all they knew had disappeared entirely. They were orphaned by heaven and earth, without goals or anywhere they could call home.
Even if they were veritable gods, they would be consumed by a terrifying loneliness that would intensify with time.
When it grew too much for them to bear, they would remember Jiang Chen – remember that there was still a place for them here. They would come back without hesitation.
Jiang Chen laughed when he noted Xia Tianze’s unrelenting suspicion. “Shall I send you out for a bit yourself, Old Brother Xia? So you can feel how the world is yourself?”