Qian Tu blinked, a trace of astonishment appearing on her striking, regal face.
"It seems you don't know. Methods like that don't work in this world."
"They don't? Why?"
"Because [Fate] is no longer here. The method of following a person's name to curse them from afar became child's play long ago, with [Fate]'s departure.
Things belonging to the curse system met their extinction when calamity swept across the universe. No, rather than extinction, you could say they became commonplace, like turning into calamities for all sorts of reasons."
Ye Buyu was puzzled. "Why are you telling me all this? You don't seem like someone who enjoys explaining things."
Qian Tu propped up her chin and studied Ye Buyu closely.
"Because... I like to."
The corner of Ye Buyu's mouth twitched. What a lunatic.
At first, she had wanted nothing more than to kill them, treating them like ants. When she had been duped, she had nearly torn the entire Ancient Castle apart in her rage, and now she was spouting this nonsense.
It really did give her goosebumps.
Ye Buyu rubbed her arms and shot Qian Tu a disdainful glance.
Far away, Shiying burst out laughing.
"Hold Up the Heavens. What a grand, fantastical name. Can you really hold up these falling heavens?"
Yin Li looked at the script on the screen. "So you're from the Withered Glory Theatre. Do you really think having the Withered Glory Theatre behind you means you can do whatever you like? How naive."
Ye Buyu's face darkened with exasperation.
"Nobody invited you here to pass judgment. Keeping your mouths shut won't make you mute. I don't know whether we can prop up a collapsing edifice, but you certainly can't."
Ye Buyu sneered at Shiying and Yin Li. With Little Whale and Little Wan