No, no, no!
The female Awakened kept backing away. She could not accept this reality. Why had Bai Yating not drunk the poisoned wine in the end?
Theoretically, with her current luck, she should have completely crushed Bai Yating.
"Why? Why didn't you drink the poisoned wine?" she glared at Bai Yating and screamed hysterically.
Bai Yating looked at the wine cups on the table and replied, "I have an extremely keen sense for luck. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and luck is elusive and unpredictable. Being ambushed and injured earlier was misfortune, but escaping alive turned that misfortune into fortune. I merely stored my luck in the Sacred Codex. When I noticed your luck rising abnormally, I gradually released mine, ensuring that my luck always remained one level above yours.
"If you had gotten completely drunk, perhaps your luck could have surpassed mine. But I deliberately smashed the wine cups, speeding up their consumption. As a result, after all the cups shattered, you still were not completely drunk, and your luck remained beneath mine."
"..."
The female Awakened stared wide-eyed at Bai Yating, unwilling to accept it.
She had not expected Bai Yating to have laid this trap from the very beginning and waited for her to walk into it. She truly had been careless. She should not have activated her ability so soon. She should have waited until she was completely drunk before using it.
The problem was that she found Bai Yating immensely irritating. If she got completely drunk, her luck might rise to an extremely high level, but once she sobered up, she would lose those memories.
She wanted to see Bai Yating lose her temper. She wanted to see Bai Yating tremble as she drank the poisoned wine.
Because of that tiny selfish