Mo Hua's heart chilled. He frowned and asked, "Above Iron Corpses... are Bronze Corpses?"
Lu Chengyun neither confirmed nor denied it. He only smiled in an unfathomable way and asked, "Little Master, what do you think?"
Mo Hua did not answer either. Instead, he furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and asked in return, "Patriarch Lu, how did you know that I knew?"
Mo Hua's words were somewhat roundabout, but Lu Chengyun still understood. He smiled faintly and said, "Your eyes."
Mo Hua was startled. "My eyes?"
"Exactly," Lu Chengyun said. "When you saw me on ordinary days, though you were courteous and polite, there was often wariness in your expression, and some suspicion in your gaze..."
"But today was a little different..."
"Before I came, the way you treated me was the same as always."
"But when you left, the look in your eyes when you saw me was unusually calm."
Lu Chengyun laughed at himself. "An ordinary person might not notice anything, but I am naturally suspicious. Any spider's thread or horse's track, any tiny clue, will lodge in my heart."
"The difference in your gaze before and after made me suspicious."
"I thought about it, and then I understood."
"Your gaze was calm, which meant you no longer suspected me."
"If you did not suspect me, it might be because you trusted me, or it might be because you had already figured out my background, so there was no need to suspect me anymore."
Lu Chengyun looked at Mo Hua with a smile that was not quite a smile. "I needed to confirm it."
"So I took my leave of Elder Su early and waited for you on the road back, wanting to have a private talk with you."
"But you were taking a long detour,