[Ding!]
[Celestial Slave Mark — Binding Initiated]
[Do you wish to be bound to the Player
[ YES ] [ NO ]
Lin Yi looked at it.
He reflected on the NO. He considered everything that NO had brought about. Cang Yutian, the sword, the Buddha Step, the overwhelming spiritual pressure that had slammed him face-first onto the stone floor. The result of their confrontation had become painfully clear in every detail. Even the briefest strike he managed to land on the watcher's armor hadn't been enough to alter how things unfolded. None of his efforts had made a meaningful difference.
For him, saying NO was essentially accepting death on this island.
His eyes then shifted toward YES.
"If I agree," he said. "The terms."
