The young man walked through the city night, his hands hanging down, brow furrowed, taking steady steps, his coat fluttering gently in the flowing breeze.
He suddenly asked:
"What do you think about that mysterious elder from a couple of days ago?"
"Me?"
Black Eye was momentarily stunned and shook his head, saying:
"An unknown deity's will; beyond that, I haven't discerned much."
"Isn't your eye capable of peering into the past and future?"
"That was merely a fragment of will manifested, not an actual person." Black Eye replied as such.
Zhang Fusheng continued walking calmly, the streetlamp's light stretching his shadow long and far.
"That elder mentioned a presence called Celestial Venerate, you once said I would be known as the Infinite Celestial Venerate in the future."
"Yes."
Black Eye nodded slightly:
