The conversation between the two had not actually affected the progress of "debugging" Ronan's injuries. They had both naturally entered a focused state akin to multicore parallel processing, coordinating and allocating their conscious resources to resolve all kinds of problems in an orderly manner.
This brain-simulated "parallel processing" mode originated from Dean Wan's Coordination Secret Technique. Though it was an invisible, mentally draining "mana-consuming skill," for Ronan at his current stage, it was just what he needed to digest his severely excessive computing resources.
As for how Raven managed it... only the devil knew.
Everything had been going quite smoothly.
But at this moment, when Raven's gaze fell on him, Ronan's special state of focus was broken. There was something in her eyes that had gone beyond the scope of what Ronan was familiar with.
Yet what lay within them was not some particularly complicated thought, but a unique principle that followed Raven's own Logic.
Ronan instinctively wanted to analyze it, but had no idea where to begin. As a result, his already unstable domain state fluctuated again.
For a moment, he found it rather hard to bear. He could only adjust himself and unconsciously mutter, "Are you wondering why I'm using such a complicated and exhausting method?"
"You're under a lot of pressure."
Raven's words still struck straight through his heart.
Ronan gave a crooked, bitter smile, yet strangely, chatting like this felt pretty good. "Yeah. Every one of the people I have to deal with now is no less capable than Jin Tong or Gong Qi. I bluffed them this morning, but in the end, it was only a bluff.
"Those people all have their eyes on the Cloud Top World. No, probably on things even deeper than that. Even the Cloud Top World can't withstand their meddling.