The Blind Man as He Was Meant to Be

Cheng Shi looked toward the doorway. When he saw a blind woman in a black dress, her face slightly cold, pushing the door open and entering, he raised his brows in surprise.

Not her!

But to be honest, this was the image Cheng Shi had originally imagined for the Blind Man: a mysterious woman with a cool, aloof air, perfectly matching everything he imagined the Prophet profession to be, aside from the reckless divination.

He was just about to tease this "outsider" a couple more times when, unexpectedly, Qin Xin revealed a knowing smile upon seeing the Blind Man.

"Destiny has always favored you, Mingyu. Welcome back."

The Blind Man smiled faintly and nodded at Qin Xin.

"An interesting trial. I saw many versions of you, and I also saw many Fate Weavers."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Cheng Shi, a complicated expression rising across her face.

"Qin Xin was slightly different on every world line, but you were different. Every single one of you... was extremely similar.

"Other than the slight differences in your cognition and experiences that could distinguish you, I could barely tell who was who. And... I'm sorry, Qin Xin. Although the Fire Keepers wouldn't disturb our friend too much, I still couldn't resist secretly inviting him. I don't know how many versions of him I met, but without exception, every one of them rejected me.

"What a failure of a day. At least today, He doesn't seem to have granted me any luck."

"..." Qin Xin was clearly somewhat helpless over the Blind Man's invitation, but when those words reached Cheng Shi's ears, his mind nearly exploded.

"!!??"

Something was wrong. Very wrong!

This definitely wasn't the Blind Man who had first been with him!

Whether in her attitude toward him or