"'Feng Shui Master' and 'Diviner' have a deeper grudge against each other than I imagined... What great news."
Jian Cunyi's performance had now allowed Lin Yu to completely rule out the worst-case possibility—one that was extremely unlikely, but whose consequences would be terrifying if it happened: what if the "Feng Shui Master" and "Diviner" had colluded and come specifically to trap him and "Order"?
After all, everything he currently knew about the "Fragments of Fate" and "Authority of Fate" had come from Jian Cunyi, and Lin Yu couldn't very well ask anyone else to verify whether it was true.
Although "Comedian" had mentioned that the "Feng Shui Master" and "Diviner" were universally known mortal enemies,
that was still only hearsay picked up by "Comedian." What if the two of them had deliberately spread false information?
In that case, even if Lin Yu went to "Order" or the "Marauders" for verification, he might not receive any true or reliable information.
After all, Lin Yu knew very well how easily public opinion and rumors could be manipulated.
"Schreiber" might even become an enemy of the "Director" in the future!
But at present, Jian Cunyi, the "Feng Shui Master," showed no sign of lying.
Although he still appeared calm, that was probably simply his personality. Whether he was naturally detached and otherworldly or had cultivated himself to always maintain such a tranquil state of mind, Jian Cunyi's calm tone and expression at this moment were merely the result of his refinement and temperament.
Lin Yu could read the genuine hatred hidden beneath that calm and unchanging exterior—the hatred of "unforgivable" and "impossible to let go."
Lin Yu even silently memorized the other man's microexpressions and tone, intending to enrich his own library of acting material.
Material involving "boundless hatred" yet still maintaining "extreme