A flicker of surprise crossed Bai Ye's eyes. Of course he knew what that silver light was.
It was the half of a Fate Eye that [Fate] had stolen during the transcendent turmoil era. Heavenly Sequence!
Now that [Fate] was dead, the Fate Eye naturally returned to Painter's body.
Painter's aura grew stronger, faintly approaching the level of a Fate Painter.
Seeing this, Bai Ye grew jealous.
Just look at someone else's Divine Nine Eyes, then look at that dumbass big eye. Not only did it give him no boost whatsoever, it kept forgetting who its master was.
Fuck, every bit of strength I've got today came from my own hard work. Meanwhile, Painter just stirred up trouble every day, picked up a Fate Eye, and got stronger just like that.
"Urgh..."
Painter, who was experiencing the reunification of Fate, suddenly retched. His body doubled over like a shrimp, his eyes bulging.
"[Fate] is already dead! Why are you hitting me again!?"
Bai Ye casually withdrew his fist. "[Fate] is indeed dead, but isn't it time we settled our own score?
You haven't forgotten how you set me up on Black Mountain back then, have you?"
Painter's expression shifted repeatedly as he loudly protested his innocence. "A misunderstanding! It was all a misunderstanding! I never set you up..."
"Oh?" Bai Ye narrowed his eyes, flipped his palm over, and produced the evidence.
It was none other than 169 [Twin Monkey Statue]!
Painter went pale and backed away in fright. "I was just worried you were lonely, Your Excellency Black King, so I went out of my way to arrange a match for you!
Hey, hey, hey! Don't hit me! Come to think of it, I'm your matchmaker. When you and An Xiaotong get married, North Mang customs say you owe