12dz Chapter 630
Chapter 630
Look what this says.
Jiang Yi didn't have any particular thoughts on it.
But Ji Xue next to her was starting to lose her composure.
After all, her brother, Ji Chen, was also deemed "without a future" by the scales of fate...
In an instant, Ji Xue's gaze fell on the chubby boy.
There was no emotion in his eyes.
But the chubby boy suddenly realized—
Damn it! I misspoke!
He was so startled that he took half a step back, and was about to say something to make amends.
Ji Xue didn't mince words, speaking directly with her usual sharp and forceful tone: "Who are you?"
"I, I..." The chubby boy's face turned a deep liver color, and he stammered, unable to speak.
Ji Xue asked expressionlessly, "What business is it of yours here?"
"I, I..." The chubby boy was even more distraught and hurriedly turned around and ran away.
In his panic, he stumbled over something and almost fell flat on his face.
Passersby looked on, speechless.
The gazes directed towards Ji Xue were filled with curiosity, longing, and apprehension.
Ji Xue was clearly very familiar with this kind of gaze.
However, this doesn't mean she enjoys being stared at.
She glanced in the direction of the fountain, then said to Jiang Yi, "Shall we sit down in the fountain and talk?"
Jiang Yi then realized that those strangely shaped fountains seemed to have a hidden secret.
He nodded slightly, and the three of them walked towards the fountain.
Wang Ling knew that Jiang Yi was a "loser," so she took the initiative to explain:
"It is said that the shapes of these fountains are modeled after certain special races."
"For example, look at this bird-shaped fountain, which is said to be shaped like a blue gull."
"Look at this turtle-shaped fountain, it is said to be a moon-reflecting golden turtle."
Jiang Yi listened with amazement: "And what about that sculpture in the center? What's its background?"
Wang Ling paused when asked, "There is still no consensus on which race that sculpture corresponds to."
"However, there are quite a few rumors about it."
Some say it is a statue of the strongest of all races, specifically the undead.
Some say it is an existence even more terrifying than the immortals and the eternal life race;
"Some even believe it to be a god of destiny that controls the fate of all races..."
The god of fate? That sounds rather sinister.
But in other words, it means: "Among all the races, no one knows its origin?"
“That should be it,” Ji Xue replied this time.
She clearly didn't want to talk about the sculptures in the Plaza of Destiny, so she directly ordered a fountain and invited Jiang Yi and Wang Ling inside.
"I've always been a straightforward person and don't like beating around the bush, so I'll get straight to the point now."
"Jiang Yi—"
Her gaze fell directly on Jiang Yi again, her aura still powerful.
He paused, then continued, "I have absolutely no interest in your background or identity."
"So you don't need to be particularly wary of me."
"I've come to see you this time for just one thing—"
"I hope you and Ji Chen can travel together to the Land of the Dead."
"Then, together we will search for a way to fake our death in order to avoid a fate of 'no future'."
"Of course, the reason I specifically sought you out is not to demand that you assist Ji Chen."
"In fact, I strongly suspect that even if Ji Chen went to the Yellow Springs, his mind was not on faking his death."
"So that's what I need your help with."
Jiang Yi quickly realized—
In other words, Ji Chen agreed to go to the Yellow Springs.
But that doesn't necessarily mean they'll obediently feign death.
His sister was worried and asked him to help keep an eye on and urge Ji Chen to fake his death.
but……
Jiang Yi frowned: "Then why don't you accompany him to the underworld yourself? Or arrange for some other assassins?"
However, Ji Xue shook her head: "If I go to the Yellow Springs, the nature of this matter will change."
"But if it were a servant or a death servant, they wouldn't be able to control Ji Chen."
Jiang Yi looked surprised: "What are you saying? Do you think I can control Ji Chen?"
Ji Xue nodded seriously: "Of course. Didn't you force him to draw a special wheel on the stage?"
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow: "Don't you know whether he drew a special spin or not?"