The illusion of the three pages continued to unfold, and the story went on.
Wang Ye was still unaware of Maitreya's actions. Of course, even if he knew, there was nothing he could do.
After all, they were in a void-like space that reflected an enormous map.
In other words, under heaven and across the earth, if Maitreya casually hid somewhere, where was Wang Ye supposed to find him?
And even if he found him, so what?
Maitreya had not tricked Wang Ye, much less harmed his interests. On the contrary, he had given him so much vitality for free and helped him activate the three pages. All he wanted was a ride along the way.
That was precisely Maitreya's greatest wisdom.
He understood Wang Ye far too well. As long as Wang Ye's interests were not truly infringed upon, or the foundations of humanity were not touched, even if Wang Ye got angry, he would only put on a show outwardly while secretly finding ways to gain some benefits.
Even if Wang Ye learned that his intelligence had been crushed and that he had been plotted against, it would not matter much.
He had long since gotten used to it anyway.
Why should he be smarter than everyone else? Why should he be the only one allowed to scheme against others while no one could scheme against him?
Wasn't that bandit logic?
When you got beaten, stand at attention and take it. When you could not win, think carefully about why you got beaten, improve next time, and that was that.
Who could possibly be perfect in every way?
Even Zhao Hai had been forced to destroy his own talent. Lu Qing had been intimidated into concealing his identity and laying plans for so many years. Zhang Ziliang had