"The sins of the heavens can be forgiven, but the sins of one's own sins cannot be forgiven."
"Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for not giving you a way out."
"Lin Yi, you're lucky to have met me, don't be too angry when you die. You asked for it, after all."
As he spoke, an unprecedented amount of fate rapidly gathered in his palm.
Lin Yi's eyelids twitched.
In the Inner Court, although Fate was still a hard currency that everyone coveted, it was no longer a rare thing. There were many who could easily produce tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Fate.
But this was the first time Lin Yi had seen someone so lucky.
A total of a million Fate!
After taking down the Night Palace, Lin Yi's fortune wasn't just tens of millions of luck now. If he were to calculate it, it would be hundreds of millions of luck!
But in the end, this was Lin Yi's fortune, not the luck that he could use at any time.
