Chapter 133: The Real Escape

　　I knew exactly what he was after. I knew, with absolute certainty, that he would be willing to pay any price for the secrets I held.　　I gave him a slight nod.　　We were back in that same office. The door I had previously smashed had already been repaired, leaving no trace of the violence. We sat facing each other across the desk. Leng Shan poured me a glass of water, but I didn't touch it. I began to recount everything that had happened since my departure, though I was careful to weave a narrative that left certain truths in the shadows.　　I held back the things that truly mattered—crucial details about Wu Jing, and the existence of the Celestial Eye...　　"You were right," I said finally, my voice steady as I delivered the grim reality. "That dark god was indeed the higher intelligence ruling this world. And all of us? We were nothing more than his livestock."　　Leng Shan swallowed hard, a bead of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. "That’s horrific..." he muttered, his voice trembling slightly. "It’s a miracle someone was actually able to kill him. If they hadn't, you never would have made it back."　　I no