Although he knew Kuai Kuai went to the Desolate Land yesterday to stir up trouble, he still felt an eerie sense of causality reversal when Kuai Kuai mentioned it now.
Why does it feel like my actions were predicted ahead of time?
Did Kuai Kuai even prepare a day in advance for this?
No way, right?
Suddenly, he felt a chill down to his bones, and the coldness creeping up his back was undeniable.
However, this chill didn't come just from his actions being predicted, but from the fact that everything seemed so tightly interconnected, making him feel like every step they took was meticulously planned...
Yet, he was part of the plan, and every decision he made was driven by his own will. How could he possibly be controlled?
His lips trembled slightly, drawing in cold breaths, as he faintly sensed an invisible hand in the dark, seemingly wielding an irresistible "Destiny" force, manipulating everyone's fate.
