However, Joseph seemed indifferent to Xia Luyao's appearance. He looked at Lin Beichen and said with a smile, "If you have a thought, I will die."
Lin Beichen nodded calmly, "That's right, I have already set up an array here, this forest has become my battleground. When you came in without killing me directly, your fate was already sealed."
Upon hearing this, Joseph showed no sign of fear, but instead said with a smile, "Dying under something new and unseen, what an honor."
He seemed indifferent to his own life, a stance that made Lin Beichen feel quite troubled.
He couldn't judge Joseph's true intentions, nor predict his next move.
This made an already complex situation even more enigmatic.
Yet, at this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from afar, as if something was rapidly approaching, making this confrontation even more tense and exciting.
I always believed in the intricacies of fate. Joseph's tone carried a hint of melancholy, "Therefore, I want to understand, in this preordained trajectory, will I move towards great fortune or great misfortune."
Lin Beichen understood the implication of Joseph's words and with mixed feelings, he cast a divination for Joseph.
This was not out of fear, but rather out of sympathy for Joseph's current state.
The man before him seemed like a desolate hero.
"Great misfortune." Lin Beichen interpreted the divination, yet his heart was filled with confusion.
Despite holding an undealt card in his hand, he had no absolute assurance of defeating Joseph.
Why did the divination show great misfortune?
Joseph laughed aloud upon hearing the prophecy, his voice echoing through the skies.
Before this, no one would believe this favored son of heaven would believe in fate.
"I have long ascended to the peak of humanity." Joseph lowered his head, his eyes void of light, murmuring to himself, "This is fine, at least before I grow old and feeble, I can preserve today's glory."
He gazed deeply at Lin Beichen, "I can understand everyone's thoughts, emotions, and intentions."
With his speech ended, Joseph pointed the muzzle at his temple and pulled the trigger.
Blood gushed, life withered.
Lin Beichen stared silently, a sense of inexplicable blockage rising in his heart.
Although Joseph was his enemy, who had harmed his friends, at this moment, he felt only deep sympathy.
Joseph, his hands stained with blood, had executed numerous high officials and talents.
Yet now, his hands claimed the life of another genius.
Lin Beichen turned his gaze to El, words stuck in his throat. El knelt beside Joseph's body, murmuring apologies.
Afterwards, he lifted the sniper rifle and ended his own life, for he felt he had betrayed Joseph's trust.
Lin Beichen stood unmoved.
In fact, the divination indicated the original fate before divination.
In other words, Joseph's end by suicide was already predestined.
Dusk deepened, twilight's glow scattered among the trees.
Lin Beichen suddenly burst into laughter, making Xia Luyao nervous, mistakenly thinking he too had succumbed to madness.
"I just find it ironic," Lin Beichen explained.
He gazed at Joseph's remains, "Even in his last moments, he wanted to prove his strength to the world."
Li Congjing, witnessing Joseph's death on the screen, tears streamed from her eyes, filled with endless sorrow.
She raised her gun and fired twice at the old Taoist.
At this moment, she no longer cared about Flying Eagle and others, having lost the desire to kill.
Her father laughed aloud, "Daughter, you are truly short-sighted! Without Joseph, how will you guard this vast fortune?"
Li Congjing glanced back at him coldly, then without hesitation, she pulled the trigger.
"Noisy." She said softly. Then, she pushed open a door and vanished into the unknown distance.
Flying Eagle and others lay on the ground, each bearing some wounds.
Li Congjing, to show loyalty to Joseph, had deliberately intensified Flying Eagle's injuries.
However, the moment she saw Joseph fall, she even had the mood to chat idly with Wild Ox.
The wounds on Wild Ox, treated by soldiers, had stopped bleeding, he curiously asked Flying Eagle, "Hey, Flying Eagle, how did you end up offending that crazy woman before? She's so harsh on you?"
Flying Eagle looked helplessly at the forthright Wild Ox, fortunately, those around dared not act rashly.
Then, a door opened again, and a person of seemingly high status walked out.
He walked over to Flying Eagle and others, examined them momentarily then asked, "Were the injuries you suffered inflicted by Li Congjing?"
"Yes." Wild Ox, full of spirit, immediately responded.
The old Taoist detected something unusual in this: "You want to recruit us, don't you?"
Surprised, the man looked at the old Taoist and nodded, "As expected of Xia Country's special forces, I only said one sentence, you guessed my intention."
Despite his injuries, the old Taoist tried hard to display a proud expression.
"Could you explain how you figured it out?" The man asked curiously, rubbing his chin.
To save his life, the old Taoist had to endure pain and explain, "You called that demoness by her name, something a loyal soldier wouldn't do. And you specifically emphasized the person who hurt us, clearly wanting to recruit us."
The man nodded frequently upon hearing, then gestured towards the door he had come from.
A group of soldiers immediately poured out from the door, lifting Flying Eagle and the others onto stretchers.
Even the slow Wild Ox maintained silence this time, for they all understood that although this person was recruiting them and treating them now, if they dared utter a word of resistance, he would definitely have soldiers kill them all.