A Glance (Part 2)

"Take a glance...?"

Yin Le only half understood Ronan's calculations, but she had finally grasped the ambition and audacity behind this string of actions—far beyond anything she had imagined—as well as the immense risks that came with them. Honestly, it made her tremble with fear, the instinctive fear and awe that rose from the depths of life itself when one stood beneath the shadow of a towering mountain.

Seeing heights, one fears danger; facing peril, one marvels at the extraordinary.

But Yin Le quickly came to her senses. She should not touch a level that clearly stood beyond the upper limit of her future potential. Rather than trembling before the snow and wind of those dizzying heights, she might as well be a lush meadow nestled at the mountain's foot, knowing sun and shade, welcoming fair weather and rain.

Besides, did she have any other choice?

Having spent years lying low beneath Madam Harold's shadow, Yin Le was exceptionally skilled at defining her own place and swiftly adjusting her mindset accordingly. She immediately shifted her focus downward, toward a field she could understand and bear:

"On the Wilderness side, if we want to draw attention, the laboratory entrance alone shouldn't be enough, right? After all, that was part of the plan. The situation is still fairly stable."

"So there needs to be conflict."

"But Horned Demon is playing his part quite well right now, and every one of these people is a born actor. They're following a script for a peaceful inspection..."

"That's a good analogy!" Ronan praised her at last, looking up. "You're right. It's unlikely they'll make mistakes onstage, so we can only look backstage."

"Backstage?" Yin Le parsed the word, and all sorts of speculations flashed through her mind, none of them complete or clear.

Meanwhile, more