Earlier, Wen Zaifou had been thinking that Yu Fuyao had probably guessed his plans. No matter whether it was the dagger to protect herself, or the magical weapon to save her life, he had wanted to help Sakurai Yaeko.
He had witnessed too much heartlessness and coldness in this world. How many promises and vows in his 3000 years of living had become empty talk?
Thus, Sakurai Yaeko's warmth touched him.
Wen Zaifou did not want Sakurai Yaeko to die. He wanted more happiness in this world.
But it seemed like everything had gone according to Yu Fuyao's prediction. The dagger was able to kill all experts who were not masters, besides odd people like Lu Shu.
But Yu Fuyao had sent a master.
