Qiu Tu nodded, agreeing with Tang Feifei's judgment. "You have a point."
"So Lao Bai explained it to me afterward."
Tang Feifei frowned deeply, a strange glint flashing through her eyes. "You mean when he said, 'You think you've seen the truth, but you've actually got it wrong?'"
Qiu Tu nodded slightly, then said solemnly, "Yes. He said everything in this world is shrouded in a layer of White Mist. We think what's before us is a chrysanthemum, but it's actually... an orchid."
"That was basically telling me that everything I'm seeing right now might not be the truth. It could be an illusion."
"He may really have pledged himself to La Riluo, but he likely had no choice. He just couldn't say why."
Hearing Qiu Tu's explanation, Tang Feifei's gaze deepened. Sitting on the sofa with her arms folded, she sank into thought.
After thinking for more than ten seconds, she finally looked at Qiu Tu and slowly said, "So... your later conversation appeared to be about whether that orchid from back then should be dug up."
"But in truth, you were discussing whether you could move against him now."
"And Bai Yu's answer was: it should be dug up, but you need to figure out what it looks like first. He was actually hinting that you should still move against him, but not misunderstand who he is."
"And when he later said, 'If you don't dig up the orchid, how can you see him?' he was telling you that if you don't arrest him and dig into the truth, how can you see the truth of the matter?"
Qiu Tu smiled and nodded. "Yes. Exactly."
Despite Qiu Tu's confirmation, there was little joy on Tang Feifei's wheat-colored face. If anything, she looked even more puzzled.
She narrowed her