Embroidering and Unraveling Threads, Dying with Eyes Wide Open

The scene was awkward beyond words. A group of people were talking past each other like chickens and ducks. This could no longer be called cross-server combat—it was cross-game combat. One crow riding an airplane had flown from the intelligent-mechanism battlefield straight into Lord Egg's old nest...

Bai Lin thought he was chasing Xun Mu, but he was actually chasing Zhang Zhengyi.

Zhang Zhengyi thought the people pursuing him from behind were sent by the Great Yan Crown Prince and the Grandson, but they were actually Bai Lin.

Xun Mu thought the ones who had visited his treasure trove were Vinaya Sect ascetics. In truth, the two Northern Dipper Star Sect experts he had lured there himself were already dead. Those ascetics had merely picked up the leftovers at most.

Meanwhile, the ascetic thought Xun Mu believed he had killed for treasure. He thought Zhang Zhengyi and Xun Mu were twin brothers born of the same mother, yet were turning against each other.

It was about to become a pot of porridge.

"Are you one of the Crown Prince's people, or the Grandson's?" Zhang Zhengyi glanced at Bai Lin, whose aura was strange and whose species he could not identify, then cautiously asked first.

Wrapped in a blanket, Bai Lin stared blankly at the situation before him. His brain was not quite keeping up. Hearing that, he shook his head.

"Neither."

Zhang Zhengyi frowned slightly.

If he belonged to neither side, then he had definitely come for the treasures in the Crown Prince's and Grandson's vaults. This monster was odd and mysterious. He had probably been unable to get by in the Demon Country, so he had come to muddle about in Great Yan and fish in troubled waters.

Seeing that the monster had not attacked after arriving and seemed