"Feels... like nothing's changed! Or do I need to tie the other end to someone else...?"
Curiously tying one end of the Red Thread of Fate around her wrist, the Herrscher of Sentience felt no change. Holding the other end of the red thread, her eyes were filled with intense curiosity.
"Eh? This red thread can stretch infinitely?"
After playing around with it a few times, Sentience Fu Hua discovered that after tying one end of the red thread around her wrist, the other end seemed capable of extending without limit.
"Senti, what are you doing? Don't mess around. This isn't a toy! Untie it, now."
In the blink of an eye, Crimson Kite had never expected Senti to take out the Red Luan Heavenly Book's only Red Thread of Fate—and tie one end around her own wrist.
This brat was seriously courting death!
She dared to mess with anything. If she got herself into trouble by accident, she would not even have a place to cry about it. Crimson Kite should not have been so quick to hand the Red Luan Heavenly Book over to her.
This was far too reckless.
"I'm just playing with it. I have my own ideas."
Sentience Fu Hua was unconcerned. She had not intended to recklessly fool around; she was merely curious about the effects of the Red Thread of Fate. Crimson Kite's scolding made her quite unhappy.
What was that supposed to mean? She made it sound like she was some irresponsible child.
"Untie it first. Even if you want to experiment, don't use yourself as a test subject. This body doesn't belong to you alone."
Crimson Kite wanted to crack this brat's head open. What was she thinking? Could she not find someone else to experiment on? Why did she have