Wen Xishu frankly said:
"The Bunker. Not Longxia's underground fortress, but the Bunker."
The Master of the Pen nodded:
"Very good... very good... Although the hope is slim, you have already shown excellent qualities, and I really like readers like you."
"I can tell you. That story is related to constellations and the Three Towers War."
"At the beginning of that story, the Merchant made me write down a curse."
The word "curse" made Wen Xishu's heart tremble:
"What curse?"
The Master of the Pen said:
"A curse among the constellations, they will hunt each other to have a chance to become a God. They can never be friends, never understand each other."
"When one constellation dies, the other constellations will make a leap in advancement."
"Only the last constellation is qualified to become a God."
This time Wen Xishu's pupils shook violently.
This curse...
Could it be from the Master of the Pen?
No... wrong, the timeline doesn't match.
