"Now you can't be called a 'Lone Moon', there are twelve more just like you," the voice of the Wind of the Four Worlds held a tone that left one unable to imagine her 'Four Worlds' reputation.
People had never heard of her.
This might be the scariest part—those beings who had heard of her were already dead.
"Indeed, not yet. I must continue to strive," Li Changzhou put away the mindset of a winner, not daring to relax.
"I answer one of your questions, shouldn't you answer one of mine?" Li Changzhou asked.
The Wind of the Four Worlds chuckled, "The Value Game is truly splendid. Beings like you dare to set conditions with me; if not for the rules, whatever I asked, you would answer obediently on your own. However, you are soon to become a Saint. Fine, ask away, and I'll tell you what I can answer."
"Though I know you probably can't answer, I still want to ask—shouldn't you have met the winner, who is it?"
