The Fear of Repeating the Tragedy

The green bird was looking at Jing Jiu.

"Don't look at me. It has nothing to do with me," said Jing Jiu.

Tong Yan was looking at the green bird.

The green bird spoke in human words, "Don't look at me. It has nothing to do with me."

Hearing this, even Jing Jiu turned to look at the green bird.

This was the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror; everything here of course was her doing.

"I'm just a spirit, not the one who made the rules," the green bird claimed.

What she said had deep meaning; but she didn't elaborate on it, letting Jing Jiu and Tong Yan figure it out themselves.

Jing Jiu didn't comment on the matter, as he said to Tong Yan, "Let's continue the game."

Regardless of choosing to break through the heavenly barrier or to give up, Master Mo was the only one who could make the decision.

As Jing Jiu laid down the white Go piece earlier, a bolt of lightning struck down; it was Tong Yan's turn now.