The Forbidden Ground had withdrawn, and Chen Changsheng's disguised house arrest was lifted at that very moment.
Yet after regaining his freedom, Chen Changsheng did not immediately join the battle. Instead, he sat alone in the void, quietly meditating as though waiting for someone.
After an unknown amount of time, a figure appeared before Chen Changsheng.
"Sir, it has been a long time!"
Seeing Ma Ling'er, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. "It has indeed been quite a while."
"If the current situation were not so complicated, we might have had to wait a while longer before meeting."
Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Ma Ling'er slowly walked over to him, took out a tea set, and began brewing tea.
Before long, a cup of hot tea was placed before Chen Changsheng.
After taking a light sip, Chen Changsheng said, "Do you truly have no regrets about doing this?"
Faced with Chen Changsheng's question, Ma Ling'er calmly sipped her tea. "I did not regret letting Nangong Xing go back then, and naturally, I do not regret letting you go now, Sir."
"Once this battle ends, the backbone of the forces supporting you will suffer heavy losses. When that time comes, you will naturally become a sinner in the eyes of the world."
"Furthermore, the Giant Hand's return will only make that verdict more certain."
"Compared to a clever person like you, the Giant Hand prefers working with the less clever native forces of the Chang Sheng Epoch."
Receiving Ma Ling'er's answer, Chen Changsheng nodded with a smile. "Not bad. Your growth over these years has been plain for all to see."
"With you managing things in the shadows, I can rest much easier."
"Those people could rack their brains and still never imagine that you would become a triple agent."
"The Heavenly Court, Zi