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Regrettably, the Principal's question ultimately remained unanswered.
An unexpected torrential downpour swept over Purple Wisteria Academy, abruptly interrupting the Principal's speech. As the dark clouds loomed, he found his gaze drifting towards the window.
As Lu Xiang also noticed the changes outside the window, he immediately recalled the events Song Lan had mentioned, which had happened on another timeline that was erased.
This was no ordinary weather change; the unceasingly falling rain could transform into the most lethal weapon, penetrating human bodies on impact.
"Very regrettable."
The Principal, whose conversation was in full swing, had no choice but to stand up and bid farewell to the two.
He had not yet completely unraveled the mysteries of fate. To achieve the concept of Ascension, he still needed to go through a series of specific Ceremonies and steps. For now, he could only vaguely sense the presence of fate and those "higher consciousnesses."
