There was folded space ahead? Qianhuan hesitated, then released his perception as carefully as he could.
Then he really did discover it. "Sure enough... it's a little different! I was mainly afraid the other side would sense it."
Though it was an explanation, there was nothing wrong with it. When unfamiliar True Venerables made contact, they had to mind their limits.
But Qu Jianlei ignored him. Only after sensing for a while did he speak. "Four True Venerables... no idea what they're discussing."
Qianhuan did not dare sense at random. He was highly skilled and bold, but it was still inconvenient to get too close.
The two of them were still muttering when a figure flashed before them, and Baiqiao appeared beside them.
Baiqiao's face was frosty, looking ready to start a fight. When he saw the two of them, he froze at once. "You two... why are you here?"
It was obvious that his impression of Qianhuan was extremely poor.
"What's it to you?" Qianhuan had no good tone for him either. "What, did we stumble onto some dirty business of your Lingyun?"
But how could Baiqiao have any interest in bothering with him? He only looked at Qu Jianlei. "Did you divine it?"
"Am I that bored?" Qu Jianlei could not help rolling his eyes. "Is this your Lingyun's... trickery?"
"Of course not," Baiqiao shook his head and spoke solemnly. "I've been watching it too. This is the place."
Qu Jianlei thought for a moment, then gave him a deep look. "If I leave now, is there still time?"
Curiosity killed the cat—there was truly nothing false about that saying. Anything that could make Baiqiao this angry was something he did not want to touch.
"You can leave," Baiqiao actually nodded, oddly enough.
But the next moment, he