Heavenly Will

To Xu Yuan, Tianye was like a black rose blooming in the night—mysterious, beautiful, and dangerous.

She was a madwoman, but one skilled at hiding her true aims beneath a veneer of pleasure.

She had indeed never deceived Xu Yuan, yet every time she spoke the truth, she told only half of it. She revealed only the truths she wanted him to know, thereby achieving her goals and pursuing her pleasure.

Within the illusion, Xu Yuan had once thought she truly wished to kill him. Yet in the end, it had merely been an elaborate game of cat and mouse she had carefully woven for him. The mercy she had shown was enough for a rushing stream to become a sea—for the sake of escaping that false illusion through him and Tianyan.

In reality, Xu Yuan had once thought Tianye had already cast aside every shackle of responsibility and wished only to be an amused bystander. Yet the result was that she had played him for a complete fool.

Had there not been too many unforeseen twists born from the struggles between all sides during the Western Desert upheaval, Xu Yuan would likely have already become a plaything in Tianye's palm, existing solely for her amusement.

And now, the plaything that provided her amusement had completely slipped free of her control and had even begun manipulating her in turn. How could Tianye not lose her composure?

From this perspective, Xu Yuan felt that he and Tianye were rather alike in a sense. After all, pleasure did not vanish into thin air—it merely shifted onto someone else.

Watching Tianye lose her composure, Xu Yuan actually felt a twisted thrill unlike anything he had ever known. He seemed to have found the reason she had always been so obsessed with tormenting him.