On the morning of the 14th, after disguising herself as Han Shi to listen to Su Yitong sing Hymn of Hope and finish the act, Yu Xunge went to Zeran again. She wanted to see whether the Auction House had anything good that could ensure Yu Xunhuan obtained the flood dragon.
After obtaining Furious Moon, she dared underestimate maxed-out luck even less.
She could get so lucky that an E-rank item unearthed an A+-rank prop. What about Yu Xunhuan?
Perhaps even if fate wanted to give him something that could resist Su Yitong, it would wait until after Su Yitong had contracted the flood dragon. Perhaps even if Yu Xunhuan desperately wanted the flood dragon, fate would find a way to make him miss it. That was just how their lucky darling worked.
More than once, she had regretted not enduring a little longer back then. How wonderful it would have been if she could have stolen Yu Xunhuan's luck.
Although the main force bullying her had been Su, Liang, and Han—the three women—and Yu Xunhuan's brothers, her hatred for those eight people combined could not compare to her hatred for Yu Xunhuan.
She hated the blade, but she would always hate the hand holding it most.
Something like a flood dragon, capable of tormenting and humiliating someone in every possible way, body and soul, was something she was absolutely saving for Yu Xunhuan.
And Luck 10 was not the only reason Yu Xunge had truly begun to worry.
Because she remembered the scene she had seen through the Skill Crystal—Yu Xunhuan stripping Lin Chengze of his talent in the Su Family's basement.
If Yu Xunhuan really became the flood dragon's slave and toy, the Su Family would absolutely discard him at the first opportunity!
Under what circumstances would the