"Oh, damn, finally, it's over."
"Quick, look at what tiles those four had!"
"This is downright uncanny. Eighteen whole rounds, and not a single one of them won."
These days, fights to the death were nothing unusual, but four contemporary masters of Foresight playing mahjong was a first. The experts from the various schools watching nearby had spent half the night with their hearts in their mouths.
Only after the four left without a word did someone muster the courage to approach and cautiously turn over one hand.
It was Gong Wuer's hand.
She had vanished without a trace for an entire year, and the first thing she did upon returning to the martial world was seek out Gu Feiyan for a fight. Neither Mind-Reading nor Divine Eye could do anything against her, and the terrifying abilities she wielded through Sincerity akin to divine insight had shaken the martial world.
"Ah!"
But as soon as the mahjong tiles were turned over, several people cried out again. Only then did they see that all the markings on the tiles were gone, erased by someone's tremendous finger strength, leaving nothing but plain white surfaces.
"Hiss!"
The others swiftly turned over the other three hands.
As expected, they had all become blank tiles.
The group exchanged looks. No wonder no one had won.
A bright moon hung overhead, and the night wind surged.
Hopewell Centre, 183 Queen's Road East, Wan Chai, Hong Kong.
Suddenly, beneath the pure moonlight, an indescribable figure appeared, running and scrambling up the building's outer wall at flying speed. Near the very top, the figure hooked both hands over a ledge and hauled upward. That terrifyingly massive body instantly launched into the air like a savage tiger taking flight, as though to strike the bright moon in