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Shen Bingmiao remained composed in the face of Lin Yu's questioning.

"Junior Brother, I didn't deliberately conceal anything. I simply wasn't familiar with that guy, and I didn't trust it either."

As Shen Bingmiao spoke, Lin Yu furrowed his brows slightly.

"What happened?"

"It was Lin Zhao who called it over. Before the final campaign against the God of Destiny began, I had never even met it. I don't know where your sister got that connection," Shen Bingmiao said evenly over the phone. "Although it did help restrict the God of Destiny, that guy isn't very reliable..."

"I once suspected that Lin Zhao's death might have had something to do with it. The God of Destiny was indeed powerful, but we had studied it for so long that we had devised countermeasures for every one of its Authorities." At this point, Shen Bingmiao's voice finally carried a hint of emotion, as if she were unwilling to accept it. "But Lin Zhao still died... She shouldn't have died."

"It may be different from what you imagined, my dear junior. Even though it was a battle between mortals and gods back then, for the two of us, it wasn't a desperate attempt to challenge a god and seek a way to survive. It was supposed to be a hunt we were certain to win!"

"So the only variable was that Crow. Although there's no evidence, it definitely can't escape responsibility."

"I know it's approaching you. Perhaps it has even shown you friendliness, but... don't trust it too much, my dear 'ace.' No god from another world will ever be our true friend."

Shen Bingmiao spoke with absolute certainty. Lin Yu listened and nodded slightly.

"I understand."

Hearing Lin Yu's answer, Shen Bingmiao seemed to calm down as well.

"Well, in any case,