Chapter 902 – King Face’s Only Choice

　　Japan.

　　The Human Circle.

　　Within the courtyard of the Kazamatsuri family, Wang Mian and Yuzuru Takeru were seated on either side of the dining table, sizing each other up in silence.

　　For Yuzuri Takubai, it was the first time he had seen a human with a rank so similar to his own, so naturally he would be very curious; for Wang Mian, the teenager in front of him, who was also in the human ceiling realm, was simply too young.

　　How old was he? Seventeen? Eighteen?

　　How did he become a human ceiling in this “human circle” at such a young age?

　　”Takibai, go get two more pairs of chopsticks, brother Amamiya is coming to eat later!” Yuzurina, wearing an apron, poked out half of her body from the kitchen and shouted to the two who were staring at each other in the living room.

　　”Okay, sis.”

　　Yuzuri-Takubai moved her eyes away from Wang Mian’s body, went into the kitchen and rummaged around for a while, froze and couldn’t find where the chopsticks were, so she reached out and made a set of hands in the void, and directly conjured up two pairs of golden chopsticks out of thin air.

　　Grade E props, Gilt Purple Dragon Chopsticks.

　　”Here.” Yuzuri Takeru White walked to Wang Mian’s face, and after hesitating for a moment, reached out and handed the chopsticks to Wang Mian.

　　”…… Thank you.”

　　Wang Mian accepted the chopsticks and nodded slightly in appreciation.

　　Yuzuri Takeru Shiraito sat back to his seat, the two of them stared at each other, and the air was silent again ……

　　Click–!

　　Just then, the sliding door was pushed open, and a handsome young man in a black kimono carrying a wooden box stood calmly outside the door.

　　”Brother Amamiya.” When Yuzuri Takeru saw that person, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

　　”Well, how’s your health these days?”

　　Amamiya Haruhide asked as he walked into the house and placed the wooden box behind him on the floor.

　　”It’s good.” Yuzuri Takubai stood up, and while arranging the dishes for Amamiya Haruhide, she asked, “What about elder brother? Did you find the last Banezu Sword?”

　　”…… Not yet.” Amamiya Haruhide shook his head, “The prophecies that Shota has given me lately are either very vague or wrong, and it might be a while before I can find the last Banezu Sword.”

　　”Do you need me to help brother find it?”

　　”Forget it, the necromantic beasts have been appearing more and more frequently lately, and you still have to guard this place …… This is something I can do myself.”

　　”Okay.”

　　Amamiya Haruhide sat down in his own seat before he turned his gaze to the white-haired old man sitting on the other side.

　　”Hello.” Amamiya Haruhide spoke politely, “My name is Amamiya Haruhide.”

　　Wang Mian was silent for a moment, “Wang Mian.”

　　”You’re from Da Xia?”

　　”Uh-huh.”

　　”After dinner, I’ll take you to someone, maybe you’ll recognize.”

　　Amamiya Haruhui’s tone was very calm, when Wang Mian heard this, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he still nodded.

　　”Hot hot hot ……”

　　Yuzurina stepped on the tatami mats with her bare feet, and with small mincing steps, she brought a plate of steaming dishes onto the table, which was soon filled with the entire table.

　　After taking her seat, Yuzurina cleared her throat, lifted the juice in front of her, and smiled:

　　”To welcoming our friend from Da Xia, brother Seven Nights, cheers!”

　　”Cheers!”

　　Yuzuri Takeru Shirou and Amamiya Haruhide very cuddly raised the cups in their hands, and the three pairs of eyes turned their heads to look at Wang Mian, who was sitting silently to the side, as if they were waiting for him to raise his cup.

　　Wang Mian stared at the cup in front of him, those pale eyes without the slightest bit of life in them, and let out a long sigh.

　　He stood up and bowed slightly to the three with the etiquette he had learned in his books:

　　”I’m really sorry, excuse me.”

　　He turned and headed out of the compound.

　　In the silent atmosphere of the restaurant, Yuzurinai and Yuzuri-Takubai glanced at each other, their eyes both somewhat bewildered.

　　Amamiya Haruhide gazed at Wang Mian’s departing back, and after a moment, he also sat up from his seat and walked in the direction Wang Mian had left, “I’ll go check on him, so you guys keep eating.”

　　The night was already deep.

　　The skyscrapers that towered over the surrounding area did not have the slightest amount of light shining out of them, the city that was once neon and bustling with activity, after losing 95% of its electricity, was dimly lit, resembling a large countryside littered with skyscrapers.

　　The stars were spread out in the sky like broken silver, a bright moon shone on the flowers and plants among the courtyards, and Wang Mian stood alone in the shadows, his figure desolate and lonely.

　　Amamiya Haruhide stepped on his wooden clogs and slowly walked to his side.

　　”Something on your mind?” Amamiya Haruhide looked up at the stars and asked casually.

　　Wang Mian was silent.

　　”Looking at you, you should have lost someone important.” Amamiya Haruhui moved his remaining light away from Wang Mian’s face.

　　Wang Mian looked at him with some surprise, “How do you know?”

　　”During the time when my master died, I was exactly like you now.” Amamiya Haruhide spoke faintly, “Not wanting to come into contact with people, not wanting to get involved in anything, only wanting to hide quietly by myself, immersed in sorrow and remorse.”

　　Wang Mian’s eyes slowly closed, not answering.

　　”Actually, I’m a bit strange.” Amamiya Haruhide continued, “Even though you seem to be in your seventies, you don’t feel like an old man to me.

　　Those who have truly experienced the baptism of so many long years should have long since gotten used to seeing departures …… The light in your eyes is different from theirs.

　　You give me the feeling like a peer.”

　　”…… Maybe.” Wang Mian was noncommittal.

　　Amamiya Haruhui looked at him for a while and shook his head helplessly, “I’m not very good at comforting people, but I still want to remind you that time doesn’t turn back.

　　We are only humans after all, one day, we will all reach the end of our lifespan, the birth and death of life is the inevitable cause and effect of this world …… We, in the end, still have to look forward.”

　　Amamiya Haruhui patted his shoulder.

　　When Wang Mian heard these words, suddenly, a wisp of thought flashed through his mind!

　　Time will not turn back, we are only humans in the end, and one day we will come to the end of our lifespan ……

　　There will be an end to human lifespan.

　　Then what if …… he becomes a god?

　　The cloudy and dark eyes of the king s face brightened a little bit.

　　Time will not turn back, perhaps it is true for other people, but not for Wang Mian.

　　Time could turn back, but only if he had enough lifespan!

　　As a mortal, the current him was nearing the end of his lifespan, so he couldn’t go back in time to save the rest of the [Mask] squad, but what if he became a god? After becoming a god, would he have more lifespan?

　　Does that mean …… he will once again have the qualification to go back in time to change that period of history?

　　Previously, when he was in the fishing village, Whirlpool and the others heard that he had spent twenty years of his life span to change history, and Wang Mian himself even opened his mouth to comfort him, saying that after becoming a god, his lifespan might be endless …… Although this was just his own nonsense, but what if it was true?

　　Within two years, break through to become a god, extend your life span, go back in time, and change history …… This is Wang Mian s only choice.

　　Wang Mian was like grasping a lifesaving straw, and the fire of hope suddenly lit up in his eyes!

　　He ran out of the closed loop of the fishing village, but he did not run against time, and it was just the opposite ……

　　But his race against time has just begun.