"I wasn't lying."
Yao Guang looked at the three of them with composed leisure.
"If the former High Elder and Penacony's fugitive master hadn't shown up, Miss Tingyun would likely still be trapped in that band of brutes' endless probing."
"Lost and stranded—that was precisely the future I foresaw."
She continued,
"I also calculated that the Common Wish Gang would suffer a bloody calamity."
"If that had come true, it would most likely have been because, amid the struggle, Miss Tingyun failed to hold back her strength."
"But with the two of you here, the Common Wish Gang kept their lives as well."
Tingyun smiled faintly upon hearing this.
"So you really did foresee the abnormality in my body."
Yao Guang gave a derisive snort.
"Sometimes, even if one sees the course of fate, that does not mean it can be changed."
"Thankfully, things did not develop toward the worst possible outcome."
Her gaze fell upon Sunday.
"Mr. Sunday, I have long admired your name."
"I was fortunate enough to watch the entire live broadcast of your great feat on Penacony through a thousand Feather Eyes."
Sunday sighed.
"That misstep of mine is best not mentioned again, General."
"Still, as you wished, we brought back the mask."
"How do you intend to use it?"
"You do not merely plan to keep it in your hands and cut off the Stellaron Hunters' scheme to enter the game, do you?"
Yao Guang smiled calmly.
"That had been the plan."
"But one cause bears a hundred fruits. Now that the mask has fallen into my hands, there are plenty of ways to use it."
"How about using it to lure Blade here, then joining forces to kill him? Or—"
"Perhaps I could put on this false face myself and compete in the Phantom