The Butterfly Effect Caused by the Black King

"Xiao Tong, I'm leaving. Remember what I told you before—don't go out on rainy days, and if you're in danger, look at my photo!"

Still half-asleep, An Xiaotong turned over. One pale little foot lifted slightly and wiggled, signaling that she understood.

For her safety, Bai Ye had gone so far as to sell his looks, taking a handsome photo for An Xiaotong so that if she encountered danger, she could look at the photo and think of him. He also told her not to look at it normally, only to open it when she was in danger, lest she get sick of looking at it.

Bang!

Bai Ye opened the front door.

"White Lord, you haven't had breakfast, right? I bought some for you. You can eat in the car," Wu De said with an ingratiating smile as he hurriedly opened the car door.

"Not bad. Seeing how sensible you are, I can consider making you a director someday." Bai Ye patted his shoulder and casually dangled a carrot in front of him.

Wu De knew it was just empty talk, but his smile remained dazzling.

"Thank you for your support, White Lord."

Become a director? How could I possibly become an Apocalypse Director? Even becoming one of the Zodiac Candidates would be difficult...

No, the Zodiac might actually be possible. After all, the Black King killed three of them, leaving quite a few vacancies.

He hid his little thoughts and drove seriously.

"White Lord, have you heard about the Black King?"

"What nonsense? Who in all of Dawn City hasn't heard?" Bai Ye said indistinctly as he ate a bun.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm clumsy with words. With your all-knowing abilities, what major event in this world could possibly escape you?"

Wu De smiled apologetically. In truth, he