"This... I don't know." Tian Bufan shook his head, "You might ask Fortune Life Wei Liang the Celestial, but he seems unwilling to tell us immediately."
"Even now, still being so secretive?" Lin Yi was angry.
Tian Bufan said helplessly, "Our existence itself might be a paradoxical loop. When something is completed, we might also disappear along with it."
"Or perhaps we have long since died, just ghosts in a time loop, or maybe we never existed at all, merely spirits of unsolvable paradox..."
"No one knows of us, but we have surpassed time itself, only the existence between moments. The Fusheng Wei Liang Heavenly Venerable Association will remember us."
Tian Bufan's voice was faint, with a tinge of unspoken sorrow.
"'In the depths of mist and darkness, the lost souls seek after phantoms'... this caution has long encompassed everything."
