I looked at the man before me, my gaze turning cold.
He pointed beside me. "Sit."
I froze. There were clearly no chairs beside me. Just as I hesitated, two antique grandmaster chairs suddenly appeared. I sat in the one on the left, while he took the one on the right.
At that moment, I truly began to wonder whether he really was Guiguzi. From capturing Long Xiao to conjuring two chairs out of thin air, his methods really did resemble Guiguzi's.
"You should have already guessed it was me, right?" He was actually smiling as he spoke.
I narrowed my eyes. "What if I said I hadn't?"
"You have. You just don't dare confirm whether it's really me."
I shook my head. "The Guiguzi I know would never meet me in this manner."
He sighed. "Times have changed. Do you know where this is?"
"Southern Tibet, Xi Sima Village."
He shook his head. "From the moment you stepped into this courtyard, you were no longer in that village."
My eyes widened.
Yet he remained calm. "This courtyard doesn't actually exist in that village. It is merely a spiritual world I constructed—or, you could call it a spiritual realm."
As he said that, he looked up at me. "You should be familiar with spiritual realms, shouldn't you?"
Of course I was familiar with them, but I had never expected such a small courtyard to be a spiritual realm as well.
"Didn't you notice? When you entered the main hall earlier, didn't you find it terribly crowded because of the funeral altar? Yet where we're sitting now, let alone two grandmaster chairs, there wouldn't even be room for one!"
I was slightly stunned. That did seem to be true. There had been no chairs when I first looked, but my attention