Chapter 160

"……"

"……."

"……"

The three of them fell silent.

They did not ask Lin Yu whether this question was true or false.

Because of the earlier question.

The answer Lin Yu had given.

Had already verified the truth of this question. Perhaps one could say that, from the answer to the very first question they knew, the answers to every question after had already been verified!

Lin Yu.

Would not tell a lie!

"More than a dozen years ago…"

"The martial world was in turmoil, and everything revolved around the Golden Pen Guest."

"But…"

"Why did he found Balu High School?"

Wang Yase was puzzled.

The Golden Pen Guest.

Why did he want to found Balu High School? This Balu High School was now nothing less than the very center of the vortex.

Lin Yu stood where he was.

Before his eyes.

Night was gradually rising.

Darkness.

Had already arrived.

Lin Yu looked up at the sky. Tonight's starry sky was destined to have no stars; the moonlight was hidden behind the black clouds, and the whole world was cloaked beneath a gray, heavy firmament, letting a faint sense of oppression drift out.

Lin Yu had also come to understand.

The words the Golden Pen Guest had spoken…

What they truly meant.

Everything, in the end, would return to the correct track. Even if you could change the ending, darkness would always fall, evil would always outweigh good. Among those countless possible endings, the Golden Pen Guest had found only one in which he could win—or rather, a pyrrhic victory…

Because this so-called victory.

Was a case of both sides suffering.

Only when both 820s suffered could there be a slim chance of survival.

And victory.

Was impossible.

So the Golden Pen Guest had exhausted every scheme, and at the very last moment, even if he had to stake everything, he still chose to leave a single thread of life for the Gold Dimension at that time.

And Lin Yu had changed the track.

So now.

The correct track had already appeared before Lin Yu. No matter how he guarded against it, it was useless; this darkness came too fast, leaving no room to prepare. The oppressive weight of that darkness would, in the end, slowly arrive.

Now.

All the cards on the table seemed to have been laid out completely.

It also told Wang Da Dong and the others.

That they…

Were about to reach the ending.

Were about to reach a dark ending.

Despair!

Darkness!

Such an ending seemed to be telling everyone who wished to change things, everyone who wished to resist—including the Golden Pen Guest—that your change, your resistance, would be paved with thorns all the way, and the ending would be destined to be filled with darkness. There would be sacrifice, there would be oppression, and people would be hurt because of you.

It seemed to tell everyone.

That resistance.

Was wrong.

But…

"……"

Lin Yu smiled.

His cards.

Had not yet been fully laid out.

Next.

The real cards would only now be officially revealed; who would win was still undecided.

The Golden Pen Guest had once sought him out. He could no longer see the ending, so he came to find Lin Yu, told Lin Yu what he was about to face, told Lin Yu the rules of this world. Perhaps he also wanted to say that Lin Yu had done wrong, or perhaps he too felt that Lin Yu would drag everything into darkness.

But he could not see through Lin Yu's hidden cards either.

And now.

(aiab)

Lin Yu would…

Open the card.

Lin Yu stepped forward.

He picked up the first one, Golden Pen Dots the Dragon.

"This cover…"

Wang Da Dong and the others crowded over as well, looking at that Golden Pen Dots the Dragon.

The cover.

Was a stretch of darkness.

Dark.

As if nothing could be made out.

"Not only is it dark…"

"There…"

"Seems to be something."

Wang Yase pointed at the center.

That was a hazy, grey place.

As everyone focused slightly, they finally saw, at the center.

A figure stood.

Around this figure, at the rear on both the left and right sides, were densely packed silhouettes, one after another, standing in slanted rows, all seemingly taking the person in the center as their leader.

They focused again.

At the center.

That figure gradually emerged — a youth wearing the Bala High School uniform, his face calm. He stood in the hazy grey world, a faint glow seeming to swirl around him, as if foreshadowing that he would bring the final hope.

Just as Lin Yu was about to open it.

From behind.

Wang Yase.

Suddenly grabbed him.

"Lin Yu…"

"You can't look at this one."

He said, very worried.

"I heard…"

"Anyone who looked at this either went mad or fell ill — some had a complete change of temperament, others became violent and erratic. This is also the cause of the chaos in Wu Lin."

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.