He did not touch his nose.
An Qingyu noticed this as well, and his pupils contracted slightly.
For this situation, An Qingyu could think of only three possibilities.
First, Leng Xuan had accepted Si Xiaonan's "lie" and felt that being unable to return to Asgard in time was truly regrettable.
Second, he had forgotten.
Third... he was not Leng Xuan.
An Qingyu's mind raced. He raised a hand and casually touched his nose.
"Since that's the case, we should hurry and search the area. Perhaps we'll find other clues."
Touching his nose meant the opposite, so An Qingyu's true meaning was that there was no need to act in a hurry—they only needed to remain where they were and wait.
Si Xiaonan understood An Qingyu's intent and quietly looked toward Leng Xuan beside her.
Leng Xuan nodded slightly, swept his gaze around the area, quickly chose a direction, and strode away.
Seeing this, An Qingyu and Si Xiaonan's hearts sank completely.
Twice in a row, Leng Xuan had shown no response to the coded reversals. This could no longer be a matter of forgetting... only one possibility remained.
He was not Leng Xuan.
Si Xiaonan's face turned deathly pale. Her eyes stayed fixed on the direction Leng Xuan had gone, and even her lips trembled uncontrollably.
If he was not Leng Xuan... then who was he?
After taking two steps, Leng Xuan noticed that neither of them had followed. He turned back and slowly spoke.
"Xiao Nan, what's wrong?"
A breeze brushed past his sleeves. On the back of that black snake arm, Loki's ear had already vanished.
Si Xiaonan felt as though her heart skipped a beat, but reason instantly took over. She did her best to steady herself and spoke as if nothing had happened.
"Nothing. Coming."
She