"Alas."
The mission had failed!
Yi no longer wanted to think too much about what would happen after tonight.
His thoughts went completely blank as he began considering how he would explain things to Rao Yaoyao when he returned.
But precisely because he had let go, once his mind truly settled and Yi completely regained his previous calm, he still vaguely sensed...
It seemed the matter had not truly ended? A Taixu who, after experiencing all the absurd yet very real events of tonight, still had something weighing on his mind but could not recall what it was...
More often than not, that was the most crucial piece of information, hidden away in some dim corner! Yi halted.
He had extensive interrogation experience.
And many times, it was only after an interrogation had failed, on the way back when he had calmed down, that he caught key details he had overlooked—then turned back and succeeded in the interrogation.
Thinking back over tonight.
After all that questioning, aside from that deeply memorable "well, damn," was there really nothing else?
Yi's breathing stopped as his mind began spinning wildly.
"Life-Swallowing Wood Body, Saint Slave Wuxiu..."
"Life-Swallowing Wood Body, Sang Qiye..."
"Why do these two feel like I've seen them somewhere? Like they're connected?"
Yi's brows knotted together. He was certain that he had not previously known Mu Xiaogong had met Sang Qiye.
Yet once "Life-Swallowing Wood Body" and "Sang Qiye" appeared together in his mind, Yi was also utterly certain that he had seen them somewhere before. There was absolutely some thread of connection between the two!
"Sang Qiye..."
No matter how he thought from Mu Xiaogong's side, he could not make the connection.
So Yi began with Saint Slave Wuxiu.
The information he had received about Saint Slave Wuxiu had been