The Performance Is Over? No, the Performance Continues

Silence, an eerie An Jing.

With everyone gone, the entire venue was completely silent.

The silence lasted for a long time, so long that time itself seemed to have forgotten this place, and the entire space seemed about to sink into the sea of Memory.

Just then, a footstep sound suddenly came from a distance out of sight in the seating area of the venue.

Someone got off at the far end of the seating area!

And there's more than one!

The two footsteps echoed each other, one heavy and one light, falling as one rose, perfectly harmonious. Before long, the heavy footsteps grew louder and louder, almost resounding throughout the entire venue.

As the footsteps drew closer, two figures gradually emerged from the shadows.

The leader was a man dressed in armor. He was not wearing a helmet, but he was wearing combat boots, which explains why his footsteps were so loud.

The armored man had medium-length, choppy hair, his brows furrowed, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at the ruins of the central Stage.

"Your prophecy didn't mention this situation..."

He didn't turn around, but continued walking downhill, clearly asking the woman behind him a question.

The woman, dressed in a long, dark, star-embellished dress, lightly stepped on the footprints of the armored man, nodding with a strange expression.

"Destiny is merely a guide; before the outcome of Change and deductions is determined, no one can be certain what the future holds."

I just didn't expect this Fate Weaver to possess such... unexpected strength.

The woman's voice was ethereal and clear, echoing endlessly in the deserted hall, as if adding a layer of mystery to the empty space.

The only flaw was that the woman had a black blindfold over her eyes, and the rough black cloth seemed somewhat out of place with the delicate silk she wore.

The man in armor nodded, then stopped in the first row. He looked at where everyone had been standing, then raised an eyebrow and looked back in the direction where Cui Qiushi and Zhang Hao had been, his expression thoughtful.

The woman in the black dress glanced back at him, looking slightly surprised, but didn't say a word.

The armored man chuckled and said:

"Since you've figured it out, why don't you say anything?"

The woman in the black dress also smiled and said, "I never imagined that the person who corrected the direction of the Fire Keeper would be him."

He... well, in Xin Xin's words, is very unique, but also very individualistic.

However, he seems to have a pretty good relationship with the bald man.

The armored man burst into laughter upon hearing this:

"Aside from her rivals and Zhen Yi, Hong Lin has a good relationship with everyone else. She is a sentimental person."

Unfortunately, she valued small affections more than big ones.

Otherwise, I would invite her to join the Fire Keeper.

The woman in the black dress smiled slightly, "I just took it as a compliment."

"Haha, you don't count. You're just like Hong Lin, you're also sentimental, but your ambition is far greater than hers."

We've only walked side by side on this road for a while; sooner or later, we'll part ways.

I only hope that when that time comes, we can go our separate ways. Mingyu, please be merciful; even if you don't help us out, please don't destroy our path.

Indeed, the woman in the black dress was none other than An Mingyu, the Chosen of God of [Destiny], whom many Peak Player called the Blind Man.

Therefore, it's easy to guess the identity of this armored man; he is none other than Qin Xin, the founder of the Fire Keeper!

An Mingyu shook his head and chuckled, "I've said it before, I see that my future with the Fire Keeper is together, but if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."

Qin Xin also smiled wryly and said, "If you and Zhen Xin weren't best friends, I would believe you 90% of the time, but considering that you know her, I can only believe you 10% of the time."

"Oh? Do you believe in Yicheng or Yicheng?" An Mingyu asked with great interest, clearly wanting to see the founder of the Fire Keeper's attitude towards Cheng Shi.

Qin Xin also recognized the homonym in her words, and after a moment of contemplation, sighed:

"I really didn't expect him to save Qiu Shi, even though it was just a projection of my Memory, but Cheng Shi obviously knew Qiu Shi."

Alas, just from the fact that Qiu Shi didn't know him, I could guess that the benefactor who made my Fire Seeker so anxious and forgetful was him!

This whole thing has turned out... we, the Fire Keeper, have really let him down.

Fortunately, there's still room for reconciliation; this misunderstanding might require Zhen Xin to suffer a bit.

An Mingyu also sighed softly, "Fortunately, there is Zhen Yi who can take the blame. Xin Xin should not have underestimated him."

"Those who deceive others will always be deceived in return; Zhen Xin must know this saying."

"How could she not know? She's probably the person in the world who understands this sentence the most."

Let's put that aside for now. How do you plan to face this benefactor Fire Keeper?

"I shouldn't have faced it," Qin Xin said solemnly. "Since my Fire Seeker has decided to forget him, then I shouldn't have known his identity at this time."

However, I will sincerely apologize for the misunderstanding tonight.

"Should I thank you for your perseverance on behalf of the Erudite Poet, or should I scold myself for your rigidity?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xin burst into laughter.

"Do you think I shouldn't forget Cheng Shi's identity?"

An Mingyu nodded without hesitation:

"Those who strategize should have a comprehensive view of the whole situation."

If you forget his identity, and when you make your move, you find that this Fate Weaver is blocking the way for the Fire Keeper, wouldn't you have wasted your move and witness another tragedy?

You are not Destiny, you are Memory. Your task is not to enact the tragedy of Destiny, but to Memory everything you know.

Qin Xin's gaze sharpened, then a smile appeared on her face.

A moment later, he turned to look at the Blind Man's blindfold, his smile vanished, and he said solemnly:

You are wrong.

Those Fire Keeper must first protect their own happiness, and only then can they collectively safeguard the happiness of the group.

Admittedly, the vast majority of our members have a selfless spirit of dedication, but this dedication... refers to sacrificing one's own commitment, not that of others.

I cannot make decisions for my Fire Seeker, and I will support all her decisions.

Because this is the beauty I want to uphold, and it is also the original intention behind my establishment of the Fire Keeper.

Mingyu, you're far more efficient than previous Fire Seeker in your search for salary, but...

"But I am ultimately not a qualified Fire Keeper?" An Mingyu smiled.

Qin Xin paused for a moment, then sighed and said, "Just think of me as an old-fashioned person."

"Not really, she's quite cute. Well, to use Xin Xin's words, she's adorably silly."

An Mingyu chuckled twice and walked out.

She walked outside the Stage ruins, looked down at the place that had been destroyed by the combined forces of illusory Memory and Deception Illusion, and couldn't help but smile.

"Whenever I think about the scene where Xin Xin and this Fate Weaver switch identities, I always feel a sense of Destiny."

I guess this probably won't be their last exchange, but this Fate Weaver... is really brave!

They even dared to provoke Zhen Yi.

"Aren't you worried about Zhen Xin going through all this trouble Hu Wei?"

"Worried? The ones who should be worried are the Grand Marshal and the others. What do I have to worry about?"

What I'm more worried about now is that Zhen Xin has fallen into Cheng Shi's hands. That Fate Weaver doesn't seem so easy to talk to.

Qin Xin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Because of Zhen Yi?"

An Mingyu smiled and nodded, "Yes, because of Zhen Yi."

"It seems the rumors were true; she really is Experiment subject for [Deception]."

"Experiment subject? No, Xin Xin wouldn't agree with that." An Mingyu seemed to recall something, his expression complicated. "Zhen Yi existed before the [Faith Game] descended."

It was just that when [Deception] cast its gaze, it gave Xin Xin an extra chance, or rather, it gave Zhen Yi an extra chance.

He intended for Zhen Yi to pick up the Dice of Destiny, but who could have imagined that Zhen Yi would change her mind in front of a god and choose the exact same Mask as her sister?

Qin Xin suddenly realized and burst into laughter:

"I see. I guess [Deception] isn't angry at all, but rather even happier, right?"

An Mingyu smiled and didn't reply.

But that expression clearly said: You guessed right.

Qin Xin shook his head and chuckled. He stopped dwelling on Zhen Xin's matter and looked into An Mingyu's eyes, asking seriously:

"Zhen Xin said he had an audience with [Destiny]. Cheng Shi's reaction to this is very intriguing. He doesn't seem to reject this claim. So, Mingyu, what do you think?"

Upon hearing this, An Mingyu immediately stopped smiling.

She frowned and pondered for a moment, but came up with nothing. Then she took out a 22-sided Dice and casually tossed it on the ground.

The Dice of Destiny rolled and rolled, finally settling at her feet...

1 o'clock.

"..."

"..."

Qin Xin was stunned, then burst out laughing:

What did you predict?

His audience?

So, I was overthinking it?

It seems that Destiny is indeed Indifference; perhaps it doesn't like to summon anyone...

An Mingyu's expression became extremely complicated. She gently shook her head, then looked at Qin Xin very seriously and said:

"I have to tell you a secret first:"

This should be the second time I've rolled a [Destiny] and obtaining the [Die of Destiny]...

1 o'clock.

"?" Qin Xin's gaze sharpened upon hearing this, and his pupils contracted sharply.