"I didn't steal it. Painter gave it to me," Gu Huangquan explained quickly. "When he provoked me earlier, I punched him. That was when he slipped me a fragment of Li You's soul.
"With this fragment, we can pinpoint Fate's location!"
Bai Ye froze. He suddenly remembered that moment.
Gu Huangquan had punched Painter in the stomach. Painter's limbs had gone limp, and he had slumped forward onto Gu Huangquan's shoulder.
One figure in black and one in white had stood leaning against each other in the Heart Abyss.
So that was when it happened!
"What did Painter say?" Bai Ye asked.
Gu Huangquan shook his head slightly. "Nothing useful. He probably couldn't say more without Fate noticing. He only said two words... 'Keep it.'"
Keep it?
Bai Ye stared at Gu Huangquan. At that moment, he believed beyond doubt that Painter and Gu Huangquan were true brothers.
The two shared extraordinary trust and understanding.
Back then, the figures in black and white had stood leaning against each other.
Gu Huangquan: "Why?"
Painter: "I like chaos... Watching the world perish is entertaining too."
(Keep it.)
Gu Huangquan: "Mm. Got it."
Looking back, that "Mm. Got it" had clearly been his response to the soul fragment Painter had given him!
The two of them had put on a show to deceive Fate!
They had not seen each other in ten years. They had not communicated beforehand, and they had even stood on opposing sides.
Yet the moment Painter gave his reason, Gu Huangquan knew he was lying and chose to trust him within a second.
More importantly, Gu Huangquan really knew how to keep his cool—dead men had no breath to lose, after all. He had no idea what the soul fragment was for, and Painter could not tell him, but