Chapter 519: A Single Arrow, Three Vultures

"That’s not the case."

Luobao quietly gave Su Wen a glance, confirming that his statement was correct.

The River of Fate was eager to see moments like this.

However, some diplomatic words still needed to be said.

Although the River of Time and the River of Fate might have some conflicts due to differing views, those were just minor issues.

In a certain sense, both rivers maintained a fair and harmonious friendly relationship.

It’s just that this friendship might not align with what a typical person would understand as friendly.

"Alright, I understand."

After hearing some diplomatic words from Luobao, Su Wen nodded slightly.

This time, the River of Fate was really supportive!

So he decided to return the favor!

He would give the River of Time a good scolding!

Only when the River of Fate felt good would some of his small wishes have the chance to come true next time.

"Do we have lines to curse the river?"

Su Wen switched his tone and asked.

"God of Wealth, you have really misunderstood what the River of Fate means."

Luobao shook her head in refusal, implying clearly that there were no lines; just improvise!

After that, Su Wen confirmed the requirements the River of Fate desired through his own means.

Luobao cooperated very well; despite her repeated denials, she expressed the needs of her God of Wealth related to the River of Fate.

She even opened her little pocket to convey the ideas from the River of Fate.

"Curse well!

There are good things waiting for you!"

After receiving this response, Su Wen walked out of the trading space with a satisfied look.

"Yuanbao!"

Standing in front of the God of Martial Arts’ office, Su Wen cleared his throat with a couple of coughs, then called out, "Time to get to work!"

"This time, we’re here with a big order!"

Upon hearing this, Yuanbao zipped out in a flash, landing on the God of Wealth’s shoulder.

With a refreshed look and a hint of expectation, he looked just like Su Wen, almost as if they had been sculpted from the same mold.

Especially with that excited gaze while rubbing his hands together, poised and eager to try something new; it was clear this child had been nurtured by Su Wen himself.

"So similar!

Yet a bit greedy and dark-hearted—definitely not like me!"

Su Wen noticed Yuanbao’s expression and couldn’t help but think to himself.

He then gave Yuanbao a look, and Yuanbao, understanding the cue, cleared his throat.

After that, both of them nodded slightly and began to communicate with the River of Time, launching into some freestyle cursing.

…

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Why do I feel like something’s going on in the God of Martial Arts’ office?"

The God of Theater frowned slightly, sensing something amiss.

"Uh… I feel it too. Even though the building materials here are pretty soundproof, the God of Wealth’s voice is really loud."

The Wind God scratched his head and said, "And the target of the curses, am I hearing this right?"

Just as he was about to name the target of the insults, the God of Theater focused his mind and used his power to shut the Wind God’s mouth.

Time and Space maintainers!

How could they casually speculate about that?

Of course!

His earlier hunch was right; the God of Wealth had gotten himself tangled in a massive conspiracy!

From the moment he received the immortal crystal from that Time and Space Fool, they had already been dragged into an organization opposing the Time and Space maintainers.

Since the God of Wealth was their ally and had taken a stand against the Time and Space maintainers, they had no choice but to follow his lead!

Thinking of this, a flicker of emotion crossed the God of Theater’s eyes.

The God of Wealth was really putting in the effort!

Not only did he have to cross time and space to face those bleak futures head-on, confronting his own various ways of dying and suffering,

but he also had to, in this moment, show his loyalty and break from the Time and Space maintainers by cursing them.

Maybe the Time and Space maintainers, looking down from their lofty positions, wouldn’t care much about the insults from these lesser beings.

But since they had pushed the God of Wealth to act this way, there must be some countermeasure in place!

In that instant, a whole series of intricate plots filled with schemes and conspiracies flashed through his mind.

And the God of Wealth was just a small player who had stumbled into this mess.

A small player caught in the chaos, being manipulated by powerful forces, sent on various missions and paths.

Becoming nothing more than a tragic pawn in their game!

"Xiao Feng, focus on improving your strength, got it?"

The God of Theater looked seriously at the Wind God, his eyes filled with determination and pain.

"Grandpa, I understand."

The Wind God took a deep breath, glanced at the sign for the God of Martial Arts’ office, and nodded solemnly.

As someone who could read hearts, the Wind God knew far more about the world’s truths and hidden information than those around him.

So he was well aware of the dark political games at play in the world.

In the mundane world, things are already complicated enough; how much more so when it comes to the intricate schemes of the Time and Space maintainers?

It’s a tangled web of conspiracies, and once you’re caught in it, unless you have a powerful force to break free, there’s no way out!

So, from now on, I’m done with games.

I’ll focus on fighting!

I’ll dedicate myself to understanding the way!

The God of Wealth has sacrificed so much for us, endured so much on our behalf.

He doesn’t even have time for his own entertainment; every day, he’s buried under endless tasks, handling this and that.

What right do I have to waste time playing games?

It’s a waste of time!

It’s a waste of everyone’s lives, and even the slim Ray of Hope that might exist in the future!

Especially now, knowing everything the God of Wealth has shouldered for us, I feel a deep guilt whenever I think about the time I wasted playing games before.

I should be ashamed of myself!

“Send a message to the Star God!”

The God of Theater glanced at the God of Martial Arts’ office, let out a heavy sigh, and spoke with utmost seriousness, “And make sure everyone knows what the God of Wealth has taken upon himself for us!”

“As his comrades, what right do we have to let him carry this burden alone?”

At that moment, he felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy!

At that moment, the emotions he had been suppressing were even stronger than during the great cleanup.

The God of Wealth!

He’s still just a kid!

A kid in his twenties, in the prime of his life—why should he bear the weight of our future and the nation’s destiny alone?

If it weren’t for the sudden outburst of curses today, he might have thought his earlier suspicions were just wild guesses.

After all, the God of Wealth hasn’t shown much negative emotion; in fact, he hasn’t even mentioned anything about these high-level schemes!

After a while, with a creak, the door to the God of Martial Arts’ office opened.

Out stepped Su Wen, looking as pleased as ever. When he saw the God of Theater and the Wind God at their desks, he greeted them warmly.

This battle had been a great success!

Even the dark river had admitted its mistakes; the promised gifts of 666 and 888 sources of wealth were being rushed and would soon appear before him through the Treasure Basin.

The River of Fate was also quite satisfied with the highly comprehensive way he had cursed this time.

All in all, he had killed three birds with one stone!