Silence, suppression, soundlessness...
Gu Xingjian was half flower rain and half void. No expression could be read from the lower half of his exposed face. He did not look at Li Yi and merely said,
"Stay out of my affairs. Within three months at most, I'll repay Heavenly Sea and restore your freedom."
A tremendous temptation accompanied by a huge secret—within that short sentence lay countless pieces of earth-shattering information.
Yet Li Yi did not even raise his eyelids. The flower rain filling the sky avoided him, and the crow on his shoulder gave an agitated cry. He stiffly recited a number:
"2."
The pressure came crashing down layer by layer, becoming a tangible sensation of suffocation.
Beneath his black robe, Gu Xingjian took a deep breath. The exposed half of his face seemed to shift through several expressions, but he still did not look up as he made another "concession."
"I hold key leverage capable of influencing the Fifty-Year Gamble. You don't need Luo Xian's dream—I can make your dreams come true!"
Huang Banxian trembled inwardly. The expression on his deeply wrinkled face changed wildly as his figure blurred amid the terrifying flower rain.
He knew he had heard something he should not have heard.
"The Fifty-Year Gamble," "repay Heavenly Sea and restore your freedom," "make your dreams come true"...
Huang Banxian shakily hid his hands in his sleeves. His gaze kept shifting between Li Yi in black and Gu Xingjian in black robes, his eyelids twitching wildly.
Li Yi's personality was the complete opposite of Ji Li's. He was the purest kind of person, acting only according to his own preferences and never listening to anyone.
He was the true madman, following his moods in joy and rage alike, yet he possessed the means to do exactly as