Over the next few days, I was under immense psychological pressure.
Before, I had never thought I could change my Fate Pattern or be with An Ning. Back then, I hadn't cared whether I lived or died. Death hadn't been frightening to me.
But now, I had beautiful dreams of life and hope for the future. I had begun to fear death.
I was also afraid of how despairing An Ning would feel after I died.
Looking at it that way, people who committed suicide had lost all hope and dreams for their lives. If they had those things, they wouldn't think of killing themselves.
I knew I was running out of time. I should have planned early for how to deal with Wu Huaqing.
But in reality, I hadn't planned at all, because I had no idea what flawless, foolproof plan in this world could help me deal with him, or even kill him.
But how could I possibly kill him?
For one thing, he was the leader of the organization. For another, he had so many connections among... the rich and powerful.
Even Seventh Master himself had said that even in his youth, even if there were ten of his younger self, he still couldn't deal with Wu Huaqing as things stood.
In the end, I simply gave up planning and prepared to meet whatever came without changing my approach.
I had always been like that, leaving the ultimate outcome to fate.
If I died in the end, that would be fate. If I succeeded, that would be my good fortune too.
So I did nothing and just waited for Wu Huaqing to come looking for me.
After about half a month, there seemed to be a stir, but surprisingly, it wasn't directed at me.
I was working