Back in the palace room, Li Feng's frown deepened as he finished listening to Fen Ling's explanation.
The First Emissary.
The carefully prepared trap.
The deadly formation.
And then the sudden appearance of the Second Emissary, the Lone Harbinger, ruining all of it.
The more he heard, the darker his expression became.
But then he suddenly paused.
"…Wait a minute."
Li Feng blinked at himself.
Why did he need to care about all these people and their schemes in the first place?
Peng Jianwei was one thing.
He already had some personal beef with that guy, and with his future self's warning still fresh in his mind, paying close attention to him made sense.
But the rest of it?
The sect's failed plans, the power struggles, the endless layers of schemes behind the scenes…
None of that was truly his responsibility.
Fen Ziyan's calamity had been cleared.
Yue Lan's crisis had also been resolved.
If this wasn't a good time to relax… then when was?
