Collapse, confusion, fury...!
All sorts of emotions mingled in Ming's eyes as she stared at Fumu walking toward her.
Memories of the past flashed through her mind.
No wonder. No wonder she had proposed those policies that brought no benefit whatsoever to the Beast God Clan.
And Ming had been deceived by her, even helping her put those proposals into practice!
Ming had always been extremely clever. It was only because she had held Fu in such high regard all these years that she had failed to notice anything amiss.
Now that the truth was clear, everything she had been deceived about, every point that had confused her, finally made sense.
She wanted to demand an explanation, but she didn't even know what to ask.
The Human Race and the Beast God Race had always been enemies. From Fumu's perspective, there had been nothing wrong with anything she had done.
In the end, the only thing she could ask was, "When did you start impersonating Fu?"
"..." Fumu fell silent for a moment. "A long time ago."
"Back in the Fuya Kingdom?"
"Yes."
In the end, Fumu chose not to hide the truth. There was no point in concealing it now.
Her admission brought Ming's memories back to the days in the Fuya Kingdom, then to her two successive defeats, her resignation and retirement, and finally Fumu's ascension to the position of Grand Elder and her invitation for Ming to help her...
And now Ming couldn't move, and her life or death lay entirely in Fumu's hands.
A wave of sorrow welled up in Ming's heart. With a long sigh, she closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate.
"Do it."
"Mm."
Fumu answered softly, then raised her hand and held her fingers together like a sword. Brilliant golden