"What have you calculated this time?"
Su Yie glanced at Han Yuandao and asked.
Apart from being well-informed, Su Yie scoffed at his capabilities of calculation.
How many times had this fellow suffered backlash because of his own calculations?
Why hadn't he learned his lesson yet?
Unfazed by the mockery in Su Yie's words, Han Yuandao spoke gravely, "This time, the Three Dynasties' Saint Competition will be unprecedentedly brutal, with rivers of blood and karmic forces soaring to the skies. It's better not to join. Perhaps we should..."
"Flee."
With that, he looked seriously at Su Yie.
He did not care about the innocent, for how vast was this world? Who could possibly save all living beings?
First, take care of oneself!
Su Yie's face remained expressionless as he said, "I will participate."
His voice was soft, but it left no room for Han Yuandao to object.
