Jiang Qi pondered.
Every matter, every link in the chain, she could find a reason for the Eighth Sword Immortal's actions.
Take the final question, for instance. Because First Pavilion Under Heaven contained someone suspected to be a "surviving orphan of the Lei family," the Eighth Sword Immortal had paid it greater attention.
—But that was precisely the problem! The legendary Eighth Sword Immortal had never acted with any logic at all. He did whatever came to mind, swift and decisive as thunder. When had he ever needed so many reasons?
Jiang Qi wavered. She had truly confused herself.
Was she thinking too much, or too little?
Seeing that his question had gone unanswered, Jiang Xian turned back and spotted Jiang Qi with lowered brows, deep in thought. His eyes narrowed.
"So, your so-called seventy-percent probability deduction..."
"Not seventy percent!"
Jiang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. She said excitedly, "Ninety percent! I strongly suspect that even if the one behind First Pavilion Under Heaven is not the Eighth Sword Immortal, it still has an inextricable connection with Saint Slave."
"Oh?"
Jiang Xian sneered. At this point, the probability had actually risen?
"Why?" he asked.
Jiang Qi smiled.
All at once, confidence filled her chest. She countered, "Young Master Jiang, do you think I am intelligent?"
Jiang Xian did not understand why she was asking, but he could not deny it. "Intelligent."
"How intelligent?"
"If the Jiang Clan disregards cultivation and judges solely by wit and strategy, excluding the family's Sovereign and Demi-Saint elders, you can rank among the top three." Jiang Xian gave her the highest affirmation.
That was precisely why he had brought Jiang Qi along to carry out missions.
Jiang Qi asked again, "Then, Young Master Jiang, who do you think is smarter—the Eighth Sword Immortal, or me?"