"Pah." Zhang Hu smacked his lips and did not press further.
After all, if Wang Ping did not want to say more, forcing the issue would only offend him.
And Wang Ping was not someone he could afford to offend now.
Not to mention that he had never revealed the details of his own Golden Finger either.
"Wang Ping, could you please deliberately Foreshadow the Future first?"
Cai Yonglong stared at Wang Ping and spoke seriously.
He could not discern Wang Ping's cultivation and assumed Wang Ping was merely an ordinary person.
Although swordsmen could sense whether the other party had comprehended Sword Intent, if one side could conceal it, others would be unable to sense it.
Unless the gap between their attainments in the sword was too vast, in which case the stronger party could still see through the weaker one's true nature.
Although Cai Yonglong had comprehended Blade Intent, he was clearly not among them.
"Mm."
Wang Ping swept his gaze over everyone, said nothing more, and pretended to close his eyes.
He could see the Life Simulator's text even with his eyes closed.
It was merely that he was more accustomed to staring at it with his eyes open.
When Wang Ping closed his eyes, everyone's expressions turned solemn as well, hoping things would develop in a better direction.
Fang Yun, Zhang Hu, and Zhang Jun exchanged glances, then silently took up positions in different spots. They watched outside through the peephole or pulled the curtains open a tiny crack, keeping an eye out for monsters attacking them.
Clearly, they had already discussed this in the Chat Group.
As for Wu Jun and Liu Mei, the two with virtually no combat power, they could only pace around uneasily.
Cai Yonglong and Chen Yao, meanwhile, sat quietly and