"Aren't you going to wait for Lady Bai?" With his hand held and himself driven into a corner, the Great Director of Fate actually felt awkward for a moment. He knew perfectly well this matter had to be discussed, but had never expected such haste, and could only talk around it.
"Where has Third Lady reached now?" Zhang Xing naturally wanted to ask about this too.
"She reached Galloping Horse City by the Sea of Bitterness four days ago," the Great Director of Fate explained. "Alone on horseback, she should be a little faster than you. She ought to arrive in the next couple of days."
"Indeed." Zhang Xing thought for a moment, then shook his head. "But it doesn't matter. This matter is my own responsibility; one person more or less makes no difference... what does the Great Director of Fate think? Can you agree to unite our two organizations?"
Well, there he went, circling back again.
Knowing there was nowhere to dodge, the Great Director of Fate finally grew serious. "There are a thousand tangled threads to this affair. How can Chief Zhang speak so lightly of unification?"
"Time waits for no one," Zhang Xing answered bluntly, still not releasing the other man's hand. "Sometimes, once you see through those thousand tangled threads, it comes down to a single thought."
The Great Director of Fate was increasingly speechless.
"Time may wait for no one, but Chief Zhang should also understand that haste makes waste." Lan Dawen, one of the Three Commanders of Fate standing near the outer edge of the stone hall, recovered himself and spoke up to extricate his Great Director of Fate.
"You misunderstand, Commander of Fate Lan." Zhang Xing looked back at him. "When I say time waits for no one, I don't mean the