The current state of the Blazing Flame Fleet was that, from top to bottom, everyone looked downcast, as if they had a rock stuck in their heart. Every day, you'd see groups of soldiers gathered together, cursing and swearing. Some seemed as if they were itching for a fight, hoping to bump into someone so they could throw punches. Despite the fact that the unit had largely integrated, occasional frictions were still unavoidable, particularly at this time when everyone felt endangered.

"If you ask me, it's those damn space pirates dragging us down. We're stuck in this limbo, unable to fight or flee. Speak your minds for heaven's sake. What's the point of just wasting our time like this?" Two soldiers were deep in conversation.

"You're not wrong. In the past, even with a force of a thousand, we could take on those imperial bastards. Now we've got the numbers and still can't make a move."

"What the hell are those two idiots talking about? What's the meaning of this, want to start a fight?" A pirate new recruit, who had a rather straightforward temperament, took offense instantly. Once a pirate leader himself, he had never been talked down to so openly and approached them with an aggressive air.

"I'm talking about you, what's it to you? Look at you training like a bunch of cowards all day. When it comes to fighting, I'm not the least bit scared."

The two soldiers' conversation quickly escalated, and they were soon pulling and dragging each other towards the fighting ring.

The alpha wolf watched this all unfold without saying anything. Normally, he'd lose his temper over such disorder, scolding them for causing trouble and ordering the culprit to drop and give him 200 push-ups for starters. Let's see if they'd have any energy left to talk back after that. Another 200 if they did. But now, he didn't have the energy to care.

The incident with Feng Yi left John mourning for a few days, but he quickly bounced back from his grief. The alpha wolf found it curious that this man, who usually revered the commander the most, now seemed barely touched by sadness. It was out of character.

He even brought it up with John, who responded with an indifferent expression. John said grief didn't necessarily have to be worn on one's face. Of course the commander's absence was distressing, but no matter how sad, you still had to face life. Because surely, even harder days lay ahead. Living this life isn't easy; mindset is everything.

Perhaps the one who found Feng Yi's death most baffling was the master of Jade Clear Sect. Such a death was too melodramatic, wasn't it? Despite having gained some insight into the mysterious prophecies through special means, it couldn't be time for those visions to unfold just yet.

Within the Jade Clear Sect, discussions among the disciples were endless every day. The topic of the Revenge Shadow Rider was varied and widespread...

Of course, the inner sect disciples had no idea that the Revenge Shadow Rider was actually Feng Yi. Some even seriously doubted the authenticity of the information, suggesting it was a publicity stunt by the Revenge Shadow Rider. Still, the infamous Revenge Shadow Rider was well-known, and Mengdie couldn't help but overhear these talks.

Although Mengdie heard all but remained silent, not sharing with others, her deep and spirited eyes seemed to come alive, expressing every emotion from joy, anger, sorrow, to the complex threads of feelings within.

Catching such a moment, Mingfei sighed softly. In the hidden corners of Mengdie's heart, were there things she couldn't let go of?

Reflecting on the scene that appeared in the mirror, an image revealed through Wu Tian's Round Light Technique,

In the image, upon the twin stars, Mengdie conjured water out of thin air, casually helping Feng Yi avert a crisis. Despite the fact that Feng Yi had already turned to leave, he called out to Mengdie, starting to spout nonsensical talk with a serious face.

"Hey, let me hit you with a brain teaser. If you can solve it, I'll give you this secret manual in my hands. It's what you've been looking for," Feng Yi said, producing a small booklet of unknown content. He seemed like a big bad wolf trying to deceive a young girl, deliberately rattling the booklet to produce a faint sound, as if to show he wasn't lying.

Driven by curiosity, Feng Yi really wanted to see whether Mengdie would speak up or not.

Upon hearing Feng Yi's words, Mengdie obediently turned around, her graceful movements exceptionally elegant and natural. Compared to the answer itself, she seemed to sense that there was no malice surrounding Feng Yi—the curiosity in her bright and kind eyes seemed to grow.

Little did she know that after Mengdie turned around, this scoundrel only gave her three seconds to respond to the riddle, and she even had to speak to give the answer—isn't this asking too much?

However, the moment Mengdie turned around, her sudden response clearly took Feng Yi by surprise; he flushed with embarrassment and then chuckled bitterly, somewhat apologetically giving Mengdie an unsolvable riddle.

This so-called unsolvable riddle was actually easy to understand, because the answer to the riddle was simply "I don't know." Whether you answered or not, whether you were right or wrong, the answer was just the three words "I don't know."

Mengdie clearly saw through Feng Yi's trick, and she shook her head slightly, her deep gaze making Feng Yi feel a bit embarrassed. Thinking about it, the girl had just saved you a second ago, and now you're back to playing tricks on her—should you really feel alright about that?

However, Mengdie didn't seem to dislike Feng Yi's shameless, risk-taking, somewhat humorous flirting. Instead of rebuffing him, she appeared to listen quietly, even a tad fondly, to his sweet nothings.

It must be said, this lad was indeed talented, occasionally accentuating with body language, and sometimes Mengdie would even obediently look in the direction his finger pointed...

Who knew that after chatting with his "little fan" for so long—until his mouth was nearly dry—Feng Yi couldn't coax out even a drop of information from Mengdie. So, he gave up, sitting dejectedly on the ground like a defeated dog, no longer wanting to pursue her...pitifully taking out a flask from the Space Crystal, pouring a few drops.

Seeing him looking so pitiful, Mengdie tossed him an ice crystal before she left, without the gentleness of the previous time; she threw it casually and then vanished without a trace after forming some hand seals—the scene ended there.

The strict rules of the Jade Clear Sect meant that Mengdie grew up lacking familial warmth. Yet, she responded to Feng Yi, who had a gift of the gab. Mingfei wondered if this signified that deep down, Mengdie was actually curious about certain interesting people?

Upon returning to her sect, Mengdie was faced with two choices.

"Mengdie, you saved him—do you care about him? Is it fondness, curiosity, concern, or is it guilt arising from the seal that compels you?"

Mengdie seemed to want to explain something, struggling to open her cherry lips. The rise and fall of her chest and her heavy breathing were enough to show that at this moment, Mengdie wanted to unlock the seal...

"There's no need to force an answer from you, go and kill that kid. His name is Xiu Yi, and he lives on Bull Planet in the Devil's Galaxy. This child has a causal link with Feng Yi—and Feng Yi, you may go and kill him as well. Causality is a string of an invisible shackle; we cannot sever it, but we can change a certain connection. As for the third person, you can complete this task at any point in time, whether it's today, next year, or at an unknown time in the future. Whenever it suits you, I will no longer use the Round Light Technique to observe, and you need not report back to me regardless of the outcome. All of this depends entirely on the choice of your heart—your ties of karma will also change with your choice."

Some elders looked thoughtful, some seemed to grasp the Master's words, while diverse expressions appeared on the faces of others...

Mengdie, indifferent to the surrounding gazes, left with her hands forming seals. Indeed, she could kill, she would even mercilessly carry out orders to assassinate senior elders or protectors on command. She rarely responded to the people around her, apart from Mingfei and Zhan Yu—even the junior protector was merely an official contact.

Compared to the scrutiny around her, Mengdie's silence seemed more a disdain, a rejection—an unblemished, natural demeanor, both true and as elusive as a dream...

Mingfei knew that any being capable of eliciting a response from Mengdie was rare around the Jade Clear Sect. She would tenderly care for injured animals, even bringing them back from the brink of death to heal their wounds; she would ignore the cold stares around her; she would mercilessly strike down a name on the hit list—all of this appeared to be just a matter of the heart's distance. Compared to the Master's tests, Mingfei faintly perceived an unusual change unfolding.

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