Xiao San's cockroaches had been lurking in the underground palace all along. He was certain that the seven Golden Coffins had never once been opened.
So, the seven old monsters had never been inside the Golden Coffins. The Fate Weavers had moved them long ago, then set this trap.
The reason Qing Chen had delayed injecting the medicine was to destroy those seven Golden Coffins, only to discover that they were merely a trap.
The Golden Coffins were fake. The transfer was fake. Only the trap was real.
Qing Chen sat quietly in the café, listening. Dense footsteps echoed through the block where he was located. Big Yu suddenly turned to him. "We're surrounded. Someone leaked our whereabouts. Was it Black Spider?"
"No." Qing Chen shook his head. "The giants looked into Black Spider's heart. It wasn't her. The Fate Weavers have abilities we don't know about."
Qing Chen had actually realized long ago that the Fate Weavers' abilities went beyond locking onto targets and sensing danger. They could also actively see the future. For example, the old king had foreseen Duke of Storm's father intending to assault the female giant. There had been no danger whatsoever in that matter, yet King of Roosevelt had seen everything and laid his plans forty years in advance.
Therefore, the Fate Weavers had already seen everything that would happen today. They intended to kill him today.
This was true God's perspective, and also the reason the Fate Weavers' lifespans did not exceed sixty years.
The world was fair.
Big Yu asked, "Why are the Fate Weavers targeting you so specifically?"
Qing Chen smiled weakly. "Perhaps because they saw who would ultimately end them. Stay in the café a little longer. Leave after I draw them away. The Aerial Fortress overhead must have locked