"Stop throwing the general's title around to pressure me. I'm asking you: what's the deal with the Cangcheng Xianzhou general? When did you start planning this? If Qingque hadn't begged me to save her from the sea of suffering, how much longer would you have kept me in the dark?" Fu Xuan gritted her teeth. The divination power above the Dharma Eye on her forehead faintly swirled.
She had been living perfectly well in New Penacony, only to turn around and find that her home had been stolen!
Who could possibly put up with that?
"It was three minutes after Chen Li forged this Artifact for you, and I learned that I had lost to you by only a hair in the suitability evaluation..." Yao Guang's smile remained unchanged.
"Three minutes? You set up this entire scheme in three minutes?" Fu Xuan's pupils constricted slightly.
"That's not quite right. It only took thirty seconds to figure out how to arrange it. I spent the remaining two and a half minutes convincing myself. Either win everything, or lose everything." Yao Guang answered with complete seriousness.
Fu Xuan took a deep breath. Rather than looking at Yao Guang, she turned to Chen Li.
"You agreed?" Fu Xuan kept her voice low, but every word seemed squeezed out from between her teeth.
"Uh... listen to my explanation." Chen Li tried to explain himself.
"Look at me." Fu Xuan's tone abruptly turned cold.
Chen Li obediently looked at Fu Xuan.
"You agreed." This time, Fu Xuan did not phrase it as a question.
Chen Li nodded.
Fu Xuan fell silent for three seconds, then lowered her eyes. Her voice suddenly became very, very soft—as though she were speaking to herself, or confiding in someone.
"Why did things turn out like this..."
"For the first