Everyone Was Civilized

"Ah."

"We're all civilized people. How nice would it be to settle things peacefully? Why do we have to fight to the death?"

Wang Ye sighed helplessly.

Truthfully, things had reached a point somewhat beyond Wang Ye's expectations. They had already become impossible to control.

He had merely wanted to muddy the waters, but now...

They had turned black.

"Maitreya, since you already know my identity, there is no need for me to keep pretending."

"But I think this is an internal matter between us. Why let an outsider take the lead?"

"Indeed, just as you guessed, I have a channel."

"Rather than splitting it with this fellow, why not join forces with me? At the very least, I have more experience."

Golden Cicada looked at Maitreya impassively as he spoke, his words highly tempting.

Maitreya had merely formed a bold guess, yet Golden Cicada directly confirmed it.

Maitreya said nothing.

Instead, Wang Ye seemed somewhat embarrassed and angry. "How am I an outsider?!"

"This humble monk is Jianan, the Buddhist Son of this generation!!!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye rubbed his bald head, looking righteously indignant.

Hearing Wang Ye's words, the two of them fell silent.

This guy...

Maitreya did not know what he was thinking. His gaze kept shifting between Wang Ye and Golden Cicada.

Wang Ye looked at Maitreya with a smile. "Before making a decision, you must think carefully. Choosing the wrong partner comes at a serious cost."

The situation in the arena had become deeply bizarre.

The three of them

were all fighting for themselves, yet every one of them wanted to form an alliance. One second, someone might be your ally; the next, he might turn around and attack you.

"Amitabha."

Maitreya suddenly took a deep breath and softly recited a Buddhist invocation. "Benefactor