War was on the verge of breaking out.
And all of this had more or less happened because of me.
Ye Jinghong asked, "What exactly is going on?"
So I told them about how Jiang Xiaohui and I had gone out searching for treasure.
Ye Jinghong frowned. "Why were only the two of you able to sense it?"
There was nothing wrong with her question. Logically, if a treasure had appeared, it should not have been only Jiang Xiaohui and me who sensed it. Most of the people here should have sensed it too.
Jiang Xiaohui's eyes widened. "You can't blame me for this!"
Ye Jinghong glanced at him. "I'm not blaming you. I just find it strange!"
The Doctor said calmly, "Someone deliberately lured the two of them out. And that soul imprint he mentioned is obviously a trap."
Ye Jinghong said, "But who could possibly have his soul imprint?"
That was also what concerned me the most.
The Doctor narrowed his eyes. "Only he himself could have it. No one could seize his soul imprint, and even if someone did obtain it, they could not use it so freely. A seized soul imprint is no longer a living thing but a dead object. It could not possibly act upon anything else."
Jiang Xiaohui looked astonished. "Could that letter really have been written by you?" He then looked at me. "You put on quite an act. You almost fooled even me."
I smacked him on the head. "Act, my ass. Do you really think I'd do something like that?"
The Doctor said, "Of course he could not have written it himself."
At least someone here had some sense. Just then, Ying Gou spoke. "That letter was indeed written by him, but it was probably not written by the him