"Furthermore, the numbers in this poem add up to exactly sixty-six," Lin Wenti declared.
"You must realize that in the art of augury, sixty-six represents 'loss of freedom in advancement and retreat, discord within and without, unbearable hardship, damage, disaster, and a foreboding sign of family ruin and death.'"
"And this clearly demonstrates the Heavenly Messenger's strong confidence in devastating the Human Race!"
By the end, Lin Wenti stated this with solemn conviction.
Even the Flame Sparrow Great Saint was hoodwinked by him.
Hong Yuan slightly raised his head, thinking to himself, Do I mean that? I should... probably...
After that, Ye Qing, the White Fox Fairy, and others continued to relentlessly flatter Hong Yuan, creating a scene so surreal it was as if they were calling a deer a horse.
Li Jianqiu fell into confusion. Is it my lack of understanding?
