Listening to Murong Xing Shuang, Chen Changsheng nodded slightly. "Then I'll borrow your lucky words."
With that, Chen Changsheng turned and left the room.
Yet interestingly, Bai Zhi, who had left long ago, was quietly standing guard outside the door.
"You heard everything she said. The two of you have already lost any room to turn back."
"Unless you are willing to drag her into this endless whirlpool."
Hearing this, Bai Zhi pressed his palms together and said softly, "Was all of this your plan, Benefactor?"
"You could say that."
"May I ask, Benefactor, how does it feel to toy with people's hearts?"
Facing Bai Zhi's accusation, Chen Changsheng turned to look at him. "It doesn't feel good at all to toy with people's hearts."
"But in the end, all this suffering has to be blamed on you."
"If you had been strong enough, I would not have needed to go to such lengths. If you had obediently followed my arrangements, there would have been no need to take this journey."
"There were Broad Roads waiting for you on either side, yet you insisted on choosing the hardest path."
"Since you chose this road, I do not mind giving you a hand."
Looking at Chen Changsheng before him, Bai Zhi said softly, "The power of the Dark Turmoil is beyond imagination. Benefactor wishes to forge us into the most perfect 'weapons.'"
"Yes. I will forge you into perfect 'weapons.'"
"Because only then will you have even a sliver of a chance of victory against the Dark Turmoil."
"You only know that my methods will kill many people, but you do not know how much pressure I must bear to do this."
"Now that you have taken up this burden, you must bear the pressure that rests upon me."
"Emotions are