"Karmic retribution, you say?"
Yìng Wúyī's eyes narrowed slightly in contemplation. He did not argue or retort; instead, he quietly turned Lí Luò's words over in his mind. For the very first time, he was standing in Ye Liu's shoes, thinking from Ye Liu's perspective.
In an instant, he felt as though he had brushed against something—like a fleeting thread, though the end always eluded his grasp. *Without the fiftieth derivation of the Dao, things are truly inconvenient...* Yìng Wúyī sighed inwardly.
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