Nothing Happens by Coincidence: A Southern Border Conspiracy (Two-in-One, Monthly Vote Request at the Start of the Month)

Within the military camp, purple-gold brilliant light shot into the sky, radiant and resplendent, earthshaking. Every inch of ground here, every puddle, gleamed with light that saw through everything.

So dazzling!

Purple-gold was lofty, Tiqi were hard.

Purple-Gold Tiqi—lofty and hard!

What was a super detective? This was one.

After spending half a month busy in the Blood River Realm, then reporting to Suyu Pavilion, confirming his identity, settling his belongings, and smoothing out connections, Liang Qu had lived an exceptionally full life. He had nearly forgotten about this matter.

Thinking back to their meeting at the beginning of the month, he found Ling Xuan's actions even more swift. It practically felt as though Ling Xuan had returned the moment he left, and that sense of dislocation made Liang Qu admire him all the more.

"Pah." Ling Xuan spat out the tea leaves, savoring the fragrant freshness lingering between his lips and teeth as it swept away the fatigue of his journey. He set down his teacup. "The course of events is rather convoluted..."

"Hold on!"

Raising a hand to interrupt him, Liang Qu ignored Ling Xuan's confusion, lifted the tent flap, and hurried out of the tent.

Ling Xuan looked toward Long E Ying.

Long E Ying said nothing. She lifted her teacup and quietly took a sip.

When Liang Qu reappeared, he had returned together with Xu Yuelong, Long Yanrui, and Long Binglin.

"Everyone, attention!"

Whoosh.

Ta Ta Kai flipped down from the main beam, performed several side flips, bent its arms in powerful pushes and pulls, its gaze sharp. It grabbed the little stool in the corner and hurled it out. As it landed, the stool spread open in a perfect cross. The Little Mirage Dragon soared through the air like a flying dragon, let out a