章節 688: Wheel of Balance

Ye Qingxuan looked up at the sky.

"You wanted to stop her, but on the contrary, you helped her achieve her goal, no?" A soft voice rang in Ye Qingxuan's ear. "Everything has been arranged by God a long time ago, and the plan is perfect. Haha, such is the Sacred City, Ye Qingxuan.

"Everyone is a chip in their hands, including her, and also including you."

The voice asked softly, "Are you sure you still want to be on their side?"

It was Paganini.

It was Paganini, again.

This time around, Ye Qingxuan didn't even bother to turn back.

He just felt very tired.

Sitting on the fallen bell tower, Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and stopped looking at the sky. He fished out a crumpled paper packet and ignited the last crooked cigarette.

He took a deep breath, looking at the glow flickering at his fingertips, and suddenly asked back, "Paganini, I don't like the Sacred City indeed, but do you know why I don't want to cooperate with you?"