His fate was not complicated. He was the only master of his own fate with no one else to interfere. Moreover, the soul of the master of heavenly law would not be fragmented. Instead, he would only return to his position sooner.
Shen Jiuli thought about one thing, but said another, "I cannot tell his fate. I am merely making assumptions from his behavior and know that there will not be a catastrophe that he cannot go through. Sufferings will only make him grow. See, he managed to use the tracking spell when he needed it the most."
It sounded reasonable. Quietly, Ning Xuemo continued to observe the images. On the display, Gu Xijiu had already left angrily, leaving Yun Yanli and Di Fuyi behind. The more Ning Xuemo looked at Yun Yanli, the more unpleasant she felt about him. Although she could not hear anything from the images, she knew how to read their lips to understand their conversation.
