Go Find a Way to Survive

Vermilion Bird felt a little sorry for it. This chessboard was the High Priest's favorite.

"You said just now... how many are left?"

"Six... sixteen."

Vermilion Bird stared intently at the tips of her toes. Her thin little hands clutched the corner of her robe. "She wanted to borrow more, but I told her there weren't any left..."

The High Priest withdrew his hand and slowly placed it on his knee. His tone revealed not the slightest fluctuation. "Keep the IOUs safe."

Elsewhere.

Jiang You crawled out of the glass vessel, covered in grime. She leaped up and landed steadily on the ground.

Her long hair draped to the floor like a waterfall. She raised a blade and directly chopped it into short hair.

The clothes underneath had already been replaced with new ones. The purple robe, however, had become a tasseled garment and could only be casually held in her arms.

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and used dye to darken her skin.

They said the more one owed, the more confidence one had.

That was exactly how she felt now. With a head worth six million, she found the Dawn Tower more pleasing the more she looked at it.

So what if the High Priest had schemed against her?

What kind of scheme could possibly be worth that much?!

In the past, she had thought him sinister and inscrutable. Since he wore a mask all year round, he clearly did not look like a good person.

But once he made such a generous gesture, his entire bearing instantly seemed mysterious and imposing.

Even taking the worst possible view of it—

Even if she let her guard down for a moment and was truly betrayed and ambushed, it would not matter. She had