The Step That Had to Be Taken Forward

"Over these past hundred-odd years, both you and us have actually been pondering one question," Chen Long said with a sigh. "No matter what we plan to do next, the first thing we must consider is Chaos's intentions."

Liu Xiaoxiao nodded without interrupting, signaling for him to continue.

"If Chaos truly is a god without joy or sorrow, then no matter how we imagine it, we will ultimately get no answer. So, let us assume for now that he is also human—a human of flesh and blood, one who can cry and laugh. Whether an ordinary person or an omnipotent god, he is, first and foremost, a being with emotions.

"To understand someone's thoughts, we must first examine their actions. For instance, when Bai Chenxiang fell in love with Little Fatty at first sight, was that truly her own will? Or had Chaos twisted her will? When you cannot even be certain of your own will, how would you feel? Anger? Fear? Sorrow? Despair? None of those are positive emotions.

"But looking at it the other way around, were Bai Chenxiang's feelings for Little Fatty truly all false? Was there not even the slightest trace of genuine feeling in her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness? Were those hundred years spent together day and night, those decades of separation and longing, all entirely false? Can we truly say that? What was it like in the beginning, what happened along the way, and what will happen in the future?

"If Chaos is good, then these things are his goodwill. Their first meeting was indeed influenced by Chaos, but perhaps he did not forcibly alter her will. Perhaps he merely gave her a gentle push from behind, drawing out the true thoughts buried deep within her heart—thoughts that even she herself had not