The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

Shajin's face darkened. "Is there really nothing to talk about?"

"Don't make me refuse a second time." Sunday was as tough as ever.

"...Well, alright," Gold Sand sighed. "You can just take back the gift money, but you should give it to me. A businessman without bargaining chips can't make a single move."

"You compromised faster than I expected."

"Sunday was not happy about this and continued to speak indifferently."

"Unfortunately, gamblers need chips more than businessmen. I can give you a gift, but before that, I want you to tell me in person."

"What is contained in this box that you so decisively abandoned?"

"He looked at the gold dust, and the gold dust looked back at him. The two of them were speechless."

"Could it be that there is no foundation stone in the box of gold dust?"

"He had anticipated this situation, so he didn't put the cornerstone in the box from the beginning, but put it in the gift money?"

When Liu Bei thought of this possibility, he immediately took a deep breath.

"What a pity! He planned so much, but at the end he acted too hastily, and Sunday saw through his plans." Guan Yu shook his head. "If he had argued with Sunday about the box a little longer, he wouldn't have been able to figure it out."

"Perhaps, regardless of whether there is entanglement or not, the ending will be the same." Zhuge Liang said lightly.

"Military Advisor, why is this happening?" Liu Bei was puzzled.

"When Sha Jin decisively gave up, there wasn't a trace of surprise in Sunday's eyes, which meant he had expected Sha Jin to make that choice."

"Whether Sunday received intelligence in advance or Sunday predicted Sha Jin's prediction, it means Sha Jin has already fallen into a disadvantage."

Zhuge Liang explained while thinking.

"But... I always feel that Shajin is not that simple. He must have a backup plan."

"The confrontation between these two is really interesting."

…………

"Suddenly, Sunday closed his eyes."

"A strange atmosphere lingers around."

“O threefold soul, please sear his tongue and the palms of his hands with a hot iron, so that he cannot tell lies or swear a false oath.”

"Hmm!" Shajin immediately sensed something was wrong. "What did you do?"

Sunday said calmly, "Under the light of harmony, all sins are exposed. I implore Him to shine His light and ask you questions on His behalf. You have 113 seconds to prove your innocence and gain my trust."

Shajin's face darkened. "What if I refuse to answer?"

"Then give it a try and see if Tongxie will reject you." Sunday smiled.

"The meaning is clear. If Shajin refuses, Tongxie will force him into the family!"

"This is absolutely unacceptable to Gold Dust!"

"He couldn't even guarantee that after being forcibly transformed into a member of the family, he would still be the same person he is now!"

"This is a bit scary. The power of the Harmonious Star God...why does it feel a bit sinister?"

Some ordinary people were frightened.

If you are not even yourself, doesn’t that mean you are dead?

"How about we not build the statue of the God of Harmony?"

Someone suggested.

"I think so too. She doesn't bless you with a good harvest, or with having children, or with getting promoted or getting rich."

For ordinary people, these are the most important functions of gods.

If you don’t even have these, how can you be considered a god?

…………

“Sunday asked: ‘Ask yourself: Do you hold the cornerstone?’”

Gold Dust: "Yes."

Sunday nodded in praise. "That's a very concise answer. You understand the importance of speaking too much. Did you hand over the foundation stone to your family when you entered the country?"

Gold Dust: "Yes."

Sunday: “Do the cornerstones you handed over to your family belong to you?”

Gold Dust: "Yes."

“Sunday: Is your foundation right here in this room right now?”

Gold Dust: "Yes."

“Sunday: Has your memory been tampered with or deleted in any way, including but not limited to Liuguang Yiting’s technology?”

Gold Dust: "Yes."

"Sunday: Are you from the Evikin clan of Tsyganja?"

"Yes. Oh, you even know that?" Gold Dust finally showed a different expression.

"Sunday didn't answer, but just kept asking: 'Do the Evikin have any ability to read, tamper with, or manipulate their own or others' thoughts?'"

“No, does it matter?” Shajin didn’t want to answer questions about this.”

Sunday: “Do you love your family more than yourself?”

Shajin stared at Sunday in a daze, then uttered a single word with unwavering resolve: "Yes."

"Continued on Sunday: 'All the Evikin were killed in a massacre, weren't they?'"

"..." Gold Sand was silent for a moment: "No."

(Gold Dust: Am I a human? Am I a human?!)

"Shajin is so pitiful. All his family members are dead. He obviously loved his family so much." Li Lizhi felt very sad.

Sha Jin hasn't been asked about her defense yet, but she is about to be asked about her defense.

Girls of this age are naturally emotionally rich and particularly prone to sympathy.

Now I hear that gold dust is so pitiful, I feel numb.

"At that time, I really didn't expect that an entire tribe would be slaughtered until only one person was left." Empress Changsun also sighed: "I originally thought that there would be a few more people left."

"This gold sand is indeed blessed by the gods." Li Shimin thought of the scene where the gold sand's mother prayed for him.

The entire tribe was killed, and he was the only one left alive. This was already a great luck.

But... for Sha Jin himself, is this a blessing or a curse?

Perhaps, only he himself can explain it clearly.

…………

"Sunday continued to ask: "Are you the only survivor of your clan?"

“…Perhaps,” Gold Sand said.

"He actually knew very well that he was the only survivor."

"But he still gave such an ambiguous answer. Perhaps deep down he was still longing for something called a 'miracle'."

"…" After a brief silence, Sunday finally asked the next question: "Do you hate and want to destroy this world with your own hands?"

"...I don't know." Shajin shook his head.

"Interesting." Sunday chuckled. "Then one last question. Can you swear that, right now, the aventurine is lying safely in this box?"

"Sunday was talking about aventurine, not foundation stone!"

"Gold Sand is acutely aware of this."

"He seems to have been forced into a desperate situation."