On the plane, Li Huowang glanced askance at the view outside the window, looking at those houses no bigger than matchboxes.
As he moved his left hand up to his mouth and slowly opened it, he revealed a black-and-white die—this was what he had just picked up.
But Li Huowang knew it couldn't be such a coincidence. This was Touzi.
Li Huowang kept his eyes on the scenery as he asked the fingernail-sized die in his hand, "You sneaked after me—what exactly do you want?"
"Don't answer, even if you talk now I can't hear you. No matter how mighty you used to be, right now in my hands, you're just a helpless little trinket."
"Touzi, I don't know if you actually helped last time. Now I'm the Fate Commander. I'll never be able to go back, but I can still influence things on that side."
"We've had plenty of dealings now. You could even say we're acquaintances. Might as well do what you were made to do."
