CHAPTER 470: CHAPTER 470: A GAME BIGGER THAN IMAGINED!

"Okay."

Feng Jiu Mei surprisingly did not refuse.

He agreed to Shen Cheng’s proposal and also reminded her: "Remember, this is always just a game. Whether alive or dead, it’s all just part of the game!"

Shen Cheng didn’t know why he emphasized this deliberately, nor did she want to know.

Because the situation has progressed to this point, there is no way back. Whether the game is real or fake, she had to face it.

She didn’t want to live alone; she didn’t want to experience a fate worse than death.

She silently followed behind Feng Jiu Mei, passing through countless dark paths, up a spiral staircase, and onto a high platform.

This platform was constructed uniquely, extending outwards about thirty meters, suspended in mid-air.

The base was made of transparent vitrified stone, with a thickness of a full twenty centimeters.

Beneath was the bottomless sea; occasionally, a wave would lash out and hit the bottom of the platform.

It seemed dangerous, yet the safety measures were very well implemented; even a huge wave would not affect the platform.

The rain continued to fall, growing stronger and stronger.

Shen Cheng stood on the platform, a breeze passing by and lifting the damp hair beside her ears.

Feng Jiu Mei personally held an umbrella for her, big enough for two, yet he stood outside of it.

Letting the rain soak his shattered hair and clothes, seemingly indifferent.

Shen Cheng looked at him, self-mockingly curling her lips.

She must be crazy!

Otherwise, why would she see that familiar shadow in this man?

Meeting those unfathomably deep eyes, she suddenly spoke, "Dare to take off the mask?"

Feng Jiu Mei laughed softly, "You want to see my face?"

Shen Cheng calmly asked him back, "What, are you afraid?"

"There’s nothing I, Feng Jiu Mei, don’t dare to do in this world." A deeper smile appeared under the mask, "When the game is over, I will naturally let you see my face."

While he was speaking, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

An assassin dressed in black approached the platform, reporting to Feng Jiu Mei, "Sect Leader, he has arrived."

Feng Jiu Mei uttered a sound of acknowledgment: "Let him come up."

"Yes."

After taking orders, the person quickly retreated.

Feng Jiu Mei, out of boredom, twisted the umbrella handle slightly, casting off the rainwater from the umbrella.

His expression in his pupils seemed carefree, yet carried an intense aura of deadliness.

Feng Jiu Mei leaned slightly closer, whispering in Shen Cheng’s ear, "The game is about to start, I need your cooperation."

Shen Cheng looked up at him, snorting with a sneer, "You think I will cooperate with you?"

"You will." He deliberately emphasized, "Because you don’t want him to lose."

"Hmph..."

Feng Jiu Mei narrowed his gaze, pointing with another hand towards a row of rooms next to the platform, "There are seven rooms there, with six leading directly to the deep sea, and only one is safe."

Shen Cheng followed the direction he pointed, and indeed saw seven rooms not far ahead.

She furrowed her brows, as if understanding something.

Before she had a chance to speak, he spoke again, "In this game, you are the main character, so the outcome is decided by you."

As he spoke, he paused, then continued, "If he can find you in one try, he wins; if he can’t, then he loses utterly."

Shen Cheng suddenly laughed.

The chance of survival is one in seven; the possibility of death is six out of seven.

Indeed!

This game is played on a much grander scale than she had imagined!