Long Jing stood trembling in place, his mind spinning furiously.
He had never been the kind of player to sit around and await death. Especially after encountering the crisis of facing a god for the first time in his life, he forced himself to recover from the blankness in his mind and began wondering whether Lord Foolish Play was putting him through a trial.
After all, apart from finding one of Lord Foolish Play's ears in the previous trial, he had achieved "nothing at all," while the lord had readily promised to grant his wish for Faith Fusion. This left Long Jing wondering whether the true trial had been placed on the current time platform.
Thus, under the dual pressure of a survival crisis and a Foolish Play exam, Long Jing's mind, overstressed beyond its limits, suddenly sparked with inspiration. He actually came up with a way to break through the situation while accomplishing both goals.
He pursed his lips, then bowed again. At the same time, he withdrew one hand behind his back and fiddled with something for a moment. Then he raised his head and addressed Lord Hour Hand before him, pretending to remain calm:
"Lord, I believe you've misunderstood.
"I was summoned here without any intention of blaspheming time. A humble acrobat would never dare blaspheme a god in such a manner.
"I truly did not know there was some misunderstanding between Lord Foolish Play and you. But as a devout follower of Deception, and as someone who holds great yearning for the magnificent concept of time, I am willing to make a humble effort to ease the relationship between the two of you.
"I also hope you can put the past behind you and, together with Deception, look toward the future."
As he spoke, he quietly