"Uh..." Emperor Shitian hesitated for a moment, "No, not really."
"But—" he quickly composed himself and spoke seriously, "Don't you feel a sense of 'full of conspiracy' from Tongtian Saint from start to finish? He's clearly using us! He wants us to gather the Power of Saint, and once the task is complete, we have no more value. When he gets the Power of Saint, what good will it be for us? Surely he'll 'cross the river and destroy the bridge, kill the donkey after it's done grinding'!"
He spoke as if it was common sense, confident in his tone.
Xiao Jie and I am a farmer each nodded in agreement.
Although there was no clear evidence, the feeling Xiao Jie got was just that—from the hidden dreams to the later instructions, and then the return of the three treasures...everything was too "coincidental," too "perfect," as if an invisible hand was controlling everything.
Moreover—destiny is always best held in one's own hands, for more security.
