Folly!

To be fair, Wei Mu only knew that his Lord of Grace had lost his authority. He had no idea how it had happened.

Now that he thought about it, sitting at this long table really could broaden one's horizons. At the very least, this emissary of Deception seemed to know how his own Lord of Grace had lost his authority.

But Wei Mu did not dare ask. He had sensed the "rule" here: he could listen to what others said, but those who did not understand had no right to ask questions.

Thus, the puppet remained silent and continued to bow his head, waiting for the dual emissary opposite him to become his mouthpiece and ask how his Lord of Grace had managed to lose his authority.

As expected, Afros was incredibly curious. He suddenly sprawled across the tabletop, staring straight at Cheng Shi, the longing in his eyes so intense it practically dripped out.

Never mind what kind of longing it was. In any case, it was longing.

Cheng Shi's eyelid twitched. He straightened his back, leaned against the chair, and put as much distance between them as possible before smiling mysteriously.

"Don't ask me. Even if you ask, I don't know. And even if I did know, I wouldn't dare say."

It was pure nonsense. Cheng Shi did have a guess, but before verifying it, he did not dare blabber about Folly in private—especially with a Folly believer present. So he could only toss the answer into the unknown.

But the speaker had meant nothing by it, while the listener took it to heart. Upon hearing that response, Afros immediately composed himself and sat upright. A trace of awe flashed through his eyes as he smiled somewhat stiffly.

"Is it related to... Him?"

Cheng Shi had not