"Eh? Why is there someone here?"
The young girl cried out in surprise. The young woman beside her and the two monks also noticed Jiang Qiao lying in the recliner.
"He seems to be fishing too. How did he know there were Chi Fish here?"
"Wow, that fishing rod is so strange... It looks like it was made from a spine... Master Kongxin, is that a Supernatural Item?"
The young woman beside the girl spoke in an affected, coquettish voice. Listening to her made Jiang Qiao's skin crawl.
But the Old Monk beside her acted as though he hadn't heard her at all. He stared intently at Jiang Qiao with a solemn expression, every muscle in his body tensed.
"What's wrong, Master Kongxin... Little Master Yongse, what's wrong with you..."
"What's going on...?"
The young woman immediately sensed that something was wrong.
It wasn't only the Old Monk. Even Little Monk was looking nervously at the young man.
"Amitabha."
"Benefactor, forgive the interruption."
The Old Monk didn't answer her. Instead, he pressed his palms together, bowed slightly to Jiang Qiao, and then turned to leave.
"Hm?"
The young woman finally realized that the young man before her was unusual.
He was definitely an Awakened.
There was no way an ordinary person, or even an Evolver, could have come alone to fish in these Ancient City Ruins. Not to mention the dangers within the city—even the journey through this desert alone would have been enough to drive an ordinary person, or even a low-level Awakened, to despair.
Therefore, this person's strength had to be considerable.
But the problem was...
She couldn't sense even the slightest trace of Supernatural Aura from him. In her eyes, this young man was completely indistinguishable from an ordinary youth!
Returning to simplicity!
A phrase suddenly sprang