Even if meteorites fall from the sky or dormant volcanoes suddenly erupt, there are always reasons behind these events.
In contrast, if one day Xu Chaoxian steps out with his left foot first, gets tripped by the threshold, and dies on the spot, that would truly be an 'accident.'
"..."
Ji Jue paused for a moment, "Are you suggesting there's ether concealing behind the scenes?"
"Hard to say."
Tong Ting shook his head: "Compared to the bloody battles among the Chosen Ones, the tug-of-war between ethers is more macro and slow, nurturing without a sound.
Mutual probing and suspicion are crucial, where accidents and changes abound. By the time it reaches face-to-face confrontation, life and death have already decided the real outcome beforehand.
If you're asking for direct evidence, I don't have it—only suspicions. You know, 'hyperalertness' and 'persecution paranoia' are kind of professional ailments for ether users.
So, I'll just say this casually, and you just listen casually."
