"Forget about these for now. We've finished looking into all the mirrors, so where's the secret?"
To protect Big Cat, Cheng Shi had no choice but to forcefully change the subject again. But the jesters were not so easy to fool. Seeing him repeatedly steer the conversation elsewhere, they had already concluded that this Fate Weaver might be someone in the know.
Fortunately, Cheng Shi's performance today had been enough to earn the jesters' respect, so no one pursued the matter further. Instead, they followed his gaze and looked toward Li Jingming.
Li Jingming glanced at Cheng Shi thoughtfully, turned the mirror around so its back faced the others, then stroked the frame as he said:
"Place your hand on the mirror's frame, wait a moment, and recite Memory's prayer. Then all of you can enter that secret place with me.
"To prove that this poses no danger, I'll wait for everyone at the front."
With that, Li Jingming softly recited the prayer and vanished before everyone's eyes. The jesters left behind fell silent, looking at one another.
No, wait. You're the Dragon King, a believer of Memory, so you at least have an excuse for reciting Memory's prayer. But you... have you ever considered who exactly is here?
At a gathering of jesters centered around Deception, every swindler has to recite Memory's prayer?
Are you worried that the crime of blasphemy isn't serious enough?
Though even that probably isn't as serious as sitting on the gods' gravestones with your ass...
In that instant, the few of them seemed to understand why Cheng Shi had disguised this place as a cemetery. Each of them wore a strange expression as they touched the mirror's frame and followed the Dragon King inside.
Zhen Xin stayed until the end. Seeing that everyone else