"Uh..."
Seeing that Matilda truly had no intention of blaming him and was instead looking thoroughly intrigued, like she was eager for gossip, Xiao Erfu seriously pondered it.
"My status is too low, and I only saw the footage Madam recorded back then. I wasn't present, so I don't know what exactly happened in the battle to become a god."
"If I had to make a guess... Lady Luck's true identity was probably one of those God's Chosen Ones who appeared later?"
"After all, neither their origins nor their whereabouts are clear. To this day, no clues related to them have been found."
"Indeed..." Matilda nodded in deep agreement.
"However, the killing intent I sensed at the scene back then was incredibly intense. It should have been closely connected to those God's Chosen Ones of unknown identity."
"If Lady Luck's true identity were one of them, then now that her true body has descended into the real world, I should be able to sense the same killing intent as I did three hundred years ago."
"But there's nothing at all now... so Lady Luck's true identity must be someone else."
"Madam, I really can't guess it." A faint bitter smile appeared on Xiao Erfu's face as he casually added, "It can't possibly be one of the two God's Chosen Ones who died back then, can it?"
"Oh, it's not impossible!" Matilda raised her brows, a certain curve lifting at the corner of her sensual lips.
"Excluding Wushe, the obviously wrong answer, the truth seems to leave only Xurang Xi—the God's Chosen One who was ambushed and killed by her blood relative..."
"Th-this..." Xiao Erfu froze for a long while, instinctively wanting to turn and look toward the sky.
But he was quickly forced to look away by the blinding radiance.