Retracting his gaze, he once again looks at the smartphone on the table.
He Ao sighs softly.
He doesn't know if he's just on edge due to 005 and the myriad of destiny-related extraordinary items in the dungeon world.
In the past, when he encountered such coincidences, he'd mostly just marvel at his good luck.
But now he naturally thinks: Is there some old handcoin secretly manipulating destiny from behind?
Especially when the Main World happens to have a destiny-related extraordinary item like 005, and in a certain sense, he's partially exposed to 005's 'field of view'.
However, what happened today might not necessarily be a 'manipulation' of destiny.
He Ao rubs his temples, looks up at the bright moon outside the sky, lost in thought.
What kind of existence is a Martial Arts Angel?
