Luo Qiu was simply like that. If he wanted you to see something, you naturally would. If he did not want you to see it, then even standing face-to-face with him, you would never know.
That was how he was—even when meeting someone by chance.
There was no need to hide anything. His desire to repair this secret realm had merely arisen from a momentary interest. He had not cared that the True Dragon of Shenzhou would arrive.
In the instant of an unexpected encounter, something worth reminiscing about would always be left behind without anyone noticing... One never knew when it had come, yet it had already departed from before one's eyes. For the True Dragon of Shenzhou, this suddenly gave her a deeper understanding.
Existence itself justified everything. As long as he existed, his presence was reasonable... He was neither abrupt nor out of place, nor was he doing it deliberately. It was like looking at water and seeing fish in it—perfectly natural. Like looking at the sky and seeing clouds—also perfectly natural.
All of a sudden, the True Dragon of Shenzhou realized the reason for the loathing that had existed within her from the very beginning... It was precisely because his existence was inherently reasonable that he could effortlessly intrude into anyone's thoughts—and do so reasonably.
Instinctive resistance would ultimately lose beneath that reasonableness.
Then you would realize it, yet be unable and powerless to change it, because on top of the instinct that was difficult for thought to control, that reasonableness had already been deeply branded into your mind.
When he was not before your eyes, you would stop thinking about him and stop listening for him, subconsciously believing that he did not exist... But whenever something appeared that could evoke even the slightest thought of