Dead silence, long dead silence.
The Fool stared blankly at the being created by The Lovers.
The moment she was born, she should have obeyed the commands and killing intent implanted in her soul and attacked Huai Shi. So why was she just sitting there watching?
Without moving an inch!
No matter how The Fool commanded or urged her.
But when he looked at the Underworld Giant standing stiffly beside her, too afraid to move, he felt as though he might, perhaps, maybe have succeeded?
Just what the hell had he made?
Like countless bald programmers, he scratched his head in bafflement, unable to understand why every step had been correct, yet the program had produced such a result.
What The Lovers created should have been Huai Shi's nemesis.
Or was Huai Shi fearless of heaven and earth, but terrified of a woman sitting on the sofa eating a chicken leg?
Wasn't that a little too absurd?
"Uh, we're fighting here."
Huai Shi coughed twice. "Could you move over a bit?"
"Oh, you're fighting? Then go ahead." Tong Ji waved magnanimously, expressing her understanding. "Better finish quickly. Don't drag this kind of plot out too long. There's soup simmering at Old Fang's place. It won't taste good cold."
"Alright."
Huai Shi nodded, readily accepting the suggestion.
"And one more thing."
Tong Ji reclined on the sofa, changed to a more comfortable viewing position, propped her chin on her hand, and smiled.
"I'm watching you," she said. "Do your best."
"Alright."
Huai Shi nodded.
The Underworld Giant turned back toward the Chosen Ones.
A brilliant smile seemed to bloom across his bloodstained face.
"Are you ready?"
He asked one final question.
Then, the brutal slaughter began!
At that instant, the despairing Fool began to think.
Where had the Outer Path King