But before that, Lu Cang still needed to confirm one thing.
Namely, whether the person Leng Qingying had killed was actually Luoyan, the inheritor of the Dark Church.
"Was the person you killed a girl with long black bangs?"
Leng Qingying pouted. "She'd already turned into a monster."
"How was I supposed to know what she looked like before?"
"Is there anything that could prove who she was?" Lu Cang asked again.
Leng Qingying thought for a moment. "Something to prove her identity..."
"Does this count?"
Leng Qingying reached out, and a dark-colored whip appeared in her hand.
A divine weapon—this was the one Luoyan had used.
Lu Cang had seen her use it before the second stage began.
Only...
Lu Cang sensed the restrictions on the divine weapon. They were gone, and the weapon was now nothing more than an empty shell, stripped of all its special effects.
It was just an ordinary whip.
But... the whip's presence proved without a doubt that Leng Qingying had been there at the time.
Aegimiss.
What was it up to?
Why were so many people in the Secret Sea?
"Anything else?"
Leng Qingying shook her head. "Nothing else worth mentioning."
It seemed Leng Qingying's experience had been much like mine.
Lu Cang reached out and felt Leng Qingying's body.
His talent activated.
There hadn't been any major changes to Leng Qingying's information.
She'd learned some powerful new assassination techniques and gained fresh insights into the art of assassination.
"So... why are you here, then?"
"Didn't you say you were going to explore ancient ruins and would be gone for several days?"
Lu Cang smiled helplessly. "I ran into something similar to what happened to you. During the month of chaos, I encountered some random events."
"Then..."
As he spoke, Lu Cang, Luluwei,