Fire Keeper, Qin Xin

Cheng Shi sounded extremely certain, but he actually had no confidence whatsoever.

Although the Blind Man had not been killed by his own hand, he had ultimately died because of him. Whether viewed as Big Cat's friend or from the perspective of the Fire Keepers, Cheng Shi could not shirk the responsibility of reviving him.

On one hand, this was the way Old Jia had taught him to conduct himself. On the other, he had to be wary of An Mingyu's intentions. He could not let this matter become a debt he owed the Fire Keepers.

A shrewd Chosen One, a top-tier player who often used information gaps about the future to speculate about the world, could not have failed to consider the consequences before rashly divining an It even he knew nothing about.

Even if he could not be completely cautious, he should at least have found out what kind of "thing" It was before deciding whether to make a move, right?

So Cheng Shi was filled with doubts. He felt he needed to remain cautious amid this sudden accident.

But then again, since the Blind Man knew absolutely nothing about It and had even dared to perform such a divination without fear of death, did that mean this had truly been nothing more than a pure accident?

He could not figure it out...

A look of doubt flashed through Cheng Shi's eyes. His expression complicated, he raised his head and looked at Qin Xin, asking solemnly:

"Can I trust you?"

Feeling this sudden sincerity, Qin Xin froze.

To be honest, given the current circumstances, it would have made far more sense for him to ask Cheng Shi that question. After all, he had personally watched his companion die in front of Cheng Shi, yet now the other man