Hu Die, once a chess piece of his, was turned and left in place, waiting for the enemy's call.
However, more than a year has passed without any call.
This can only mean one thing, the enemy has already detected that she might have been turned by Lin Xiaosu and has completely abandoned her.
And now, the downfall of the Nine Headed Snake is a foregone conclusion.
Her superior cannot even take care of himself, so how could he take care of her?
Lin Xiaosu raised the teacup with a gentle smile: "Whether someone is useful or not depends on the person. In this life-and-death game of the Nine Headed Snake, you might no longer be needed. But in Little Moon's eyes, your role is irreplaceable. You exist, so her world can exist."
Hu Die's gaze followed his, casting down from the rooftop, sweeping past Little Moon: "I haven't done anything for you, nor am I in a position to ask you to fulfill your promise, but I still want to ask, does that matter have... hope?"
