The Night Watchers hadn't found much, just as expected. Chen Xing soon finished speaking with the poker-faced man, announced that the banquet was over, and told everyone they were free to go home.
As the guests gradually left, Fu Qian drove away from the manor. He was wondering where he could look into the middle-aged man's background when he suddenly noticed a car following at a distance behind him.
What had given him away and made someone suspicious?
Fu Qian frowned in thought and subtly slowed down.
If he'd made some mistake and someone had noticed, he needed to confirm it and clean up the loose ends as quickly as possible.
As Fu Qian slowed, the car behind him quickly caught up.
The next moment, Fu Qian sensed a familiar presence.
Wen Li?
What was this girl up to?
Fu Qian simply pulled over. The car behind him soon stopped nearby.
The door opened, and Wen Li stepped out. She hurried over to him.
Seeing Fu Qian frown at her, Wen Li seemed inexplicably nervous. She glanced around to make sure no one was nearby.
"Excuse me... Are you... Mr. Fu?"
!!!
Fu Qian was utterly astonished.
I'm disguised like this. How did you recognize me?
"It really is you!"
Before he could answer, Wen Li's face lit up with joy and surprise. She lowered her voice even more.
"I haven't had a chance to thank you for helping me last time, and now you've saved my life again."
"Don't mention it. Just think of yourself as the Chosen One."
There was no point denying it now, so Fu Qian changed his voice back.
"How did you recognize me?"
He really was curious. He'd put one disguise on top of another.
"Your disguise is absolutely perfect. There's not a single