Sun Miao's expression was strange.
Ever since Cheng Shi had pulled her down from the high ground, she had been observing this swindler who had practically carved caution into his forehead.
In her understanding, if a player of Lin Xi's chosen caliber ambushed him, Cheng Shi's personality would probably have him burying himself in the dirt and observing for three days before deciding whether to stay and continue the trial or flee as soon as possible. As for directly clashing with a chosen one...
If he were the kind of player who dared to fight head-on, she wouldn't have been the vanguard clearing the path all this way!
Even though he had directly threatened her once, that had only been once, hadn't it? Judging the situation carefully and acting with extreme caution were not opposites. They complemented each other.
But what Sun Miao had never expected was that, at this very moment, she would see battle intent as solid as matter emanating from Cheng Shi.
She discovered that this Fate Weaver not only wanted to fight, but wanted to enjoy the fight!
Why?
Did they have a grudge?
If they had a grudge, Cheng Shi wouldn't have stood by indifferently and focused only on evading when Chun and Lin Xi fought at the beginning of the trial. But if they didn't...
How could the other party's simple probing have provoked such immense anger?
Sun Miao couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried, and she couldn't ask for an answer either, because she had no idea what fear originating from a true god was.
I can't beat you, but surely I can beat your believer!?
That was what Cheng Shi was thinking.
He remembered clearly that Deception had ambushed him. Since there was no longer any room for