"It canceled out."
Dongfang Sansan spoke calmly, a trace of appreciation curling at the corners of his lips. "Feng Yun really is a talent."
Feng Yunqi sighed.
"This round, you and Feng Yun were both going against the tide."
"Feng Yun was going against the tide to accomplish something impossible; you were going against the tide to push away a victory that could have been yours for the taking. Canceling each other out... I suppose that does make sense."
Feng Yunqi felt somewhat helpless.
One side was seeking victory despite having no chance of winning, while the other was seeking defeat despite having no chance of losing.
How had such opposing currents arisen on both sides? It truly felt as though fate itself were playing tricks on them.
"No, Chess Brother, you can't interpret it that way."
Dongfang Sansan said, "The Fate Bureau is the Fate Bureau; it has nothing much to do with anything else. The 'canceling out' I mentioned wasn't about that. As for how this game will turn out, we still have to watch how things develop within it. With this storm yet to settle, it's far too early to say anything now."
"We still have to see what happens next. And what matters most is the coming match between Xue Changqing and Feng Yun. At present, Feng Yun and I are both going against the tide, but you must understand that the people involved won't necessarily act according to what the two of us envision."
"Everyone has their own calculations."
"So Feng Yun may not succeed, and we Guardians may not necessarily fail either."
"But with Feng Yun's arrangements and my cooperation, this game has already become a chaotic one."
Dongfang Sansan smiled. "No one can declare the victor or loser in advance anymore."
Feng Yunqi